What is going on in there?

A few years ago I worked (as a volunteer) in a clinic in a township. It was the most amazing thing for me to be next to a vaccination room and in a busy clinic. I would see about 20 patients a morning. It certainly made me think fast and work on my feet! I have mentioned one of these patients in a previous blog: A learning curve. 

The Sister of the clinic would decide who would come to me and whom she and the other nurses would treat. She made no comment to me for many weeks and then one day when I was locking up my room she asked me “What do you do in there? Everyone comes out smiling!” At first I did not know how to answer her, until I realized that I listen to each and every person that came in (with a translator). The nurses and the assistants in the clinic began to consult me as well; it was an honor to be seen as an equal rather than a threat.

I made a lot of friends there and found that I was confident to run a clinic with only natural practitioners (volunteer based) and we worked with the ‘conventional’ clinic. That is evolution, I think.

Food glorious food!

I often have parents bringing their children in and complaining that the child wants juice, sweets, biscuits etc etc and I am always reminded of a parent I was working with many years ago.

Her daughter had been diagnosed with autism (I will write about this another time). This is how the conversation regarding food went:

Mother: She only eats yogurt, sweets and biscuits. 

Me: Where does your daughter get these foods?

Mother: In the larder and fridge. 

Me: How do they get into the fridge and larder?

Mother:…. I buy them! 

Case closed! If you don’t want your children to eat them then just don’t buy them! 

(Some of the most obvious answers stare us straight in the face :).

Better out than in

Most people who know me or work with me understand that I love a discharge: when I prescribe a remedy I expect there to be some sort of discharge to occur. I tell people to expect some movement from inside to outside and I am delighted when this happens. Now the discharge can be mucus, diarrhoea, vomit, earwax etc or it can be crying, telling the partner/boss/friend how you really feel, it can be laughter or it could even be a dream.
I had a patient once where one of her main symptoms was anger. She had no control over her emotions or how she expressed herself, in fact she was totally unaware of how she was with others. It was easier for her to blame others rather than work on herself. After taking her remedy not only did she develop a sore throat and raging fever, but she dreamt she was on the receiving end of her anger, the next day she apologised to her family and began working with her emotions in a new and profound way. 

Something has to move (out) for health to happen, the symptoms shift from interior to exterior; major to minor. So when your body gets rid of some muck (in whatever form it comes) be happy, know you are dumping your toxic load and your body/mind/spirit will be better and healthier for it and so will those around you!

Gifting from the heart

Fundraising is interesting and challenging work. When I fundraise for a cause that touches my heart and my soul, it is easy. Of late I have been realizing the limiting beliefs others and I have around money. There seems to be a feeling of lack, scarcity, when what I am beginning to see and feel in my own life is that I am sufficient, I have purpose and I have freedom. 

I always have enough; this is a realization I have made over the years. As a single mother I worried about supporting my little family, until one day I realized that the fridge always had food in it, the electricity meter was running, the car had fuel and we had a roof over our heads...it was always my projection of lack that made me feel that lack. Now I can see money as one part of my life, not all of my life. I have so many other wonderful 'resources' in my life that I am sufficient; my family, my friends, the air around me, the sky, simple pleasures that do not relate to how much money I have. 

This belief system of not enough, need more is outdated. We must change our relationship with money. Money does not define who I am: how I spend my money defines who I am, how I live my life defines who I am. 

So when I am given an opportunity to fundraise (for Work for Love www.workforlove.co.za) I know that with each pledge that is given that the community investment will be at work for ever, not used up, but continuously returning worth to everyone in this community.

These moments of connection through our money are deeper perhaps than we imagine possible; and when, in those instances, we act from the heart, then our money communicates that heart, which is our true wealth.

The drugs do work…. but they don’t half @**% us up!

I have been working with a few children who have been told to take ritalin. (This is a  drug used to treat ADD/ADHD and is been ‘offered’ as an almost standard treatment in many schools all over the world). The homoeopathic work has been successful, none of the children who I have worked with takes ritalin anymore and most have not had to take any at all. I have mainly used constitutional remedies, diet changes and any form of artistic expression.

A woman, who has made huge changes over the short period of time of working with me, was talking to me about children and parents at her children’s school. 'The children on ritalin are all skinny' she mentioned (one of the side affects of an amphetamine-like prescription: you do not get hungry) 'and the parents seem to be very happy that their children are sitting still, being quiet, paying attention in and out of school'.

Now this causes huge problems in my brain: children are not by nature, quiet, still nor do they want to sit for hours at a desk without time to play and explore. Also, if we subject our children to mind/emotion altering drugs at such a young age how will they deal with their mind/emotions in the future? Are we not creating a (more) drug dependant society? The long term picture is not pretty. A world of people out of touch with themselves. I suppose it is helpful to have a drug dependant society: so much easier to control.

WOMAHO: Woman, Mother, Homoeopath: Listen up!

WOMAHO: Woman, Mother, Homoeopath: Listen up!: To be a Homoeopath you have to be able to not judge a person, not put your own 'stuff' into the understanding of another's issues and to be...

Listen up!

To be a Homoeopath you have to be able to not judge a person, not put your own 'stuff' into the understanding of another's issues and to be aware of the underlying conversation that is going on either physically, mentally, emotionally or spiritually. It is quite a task, but rewarding.
The main task I have is to listen with my hEARt! I often uncover peculiar things from listening with my hEARt:

Many years ago I had a knock on my front door late on a Friday night. I remember it was raining. Outside the door stood a patient of mine with another woman. The patient apologized but asked could I please see her friend right now.
I decided that I could, and the woman came in to my clinic. She sat and told me that she her father had died 5 years ago, she had been unable to get over it, her life had stopped and she was extremely tearful for the entire session. I cannot really remember much more of the conversation other that during the session I realized she was dying. I did not know how, but I felt it strongly. I told that she must make a choice between life and death. She left with her remedies and I did not hear from her again for a week. I thought that I must have seemed too 'way out' for her to contact me again! When she did call she told me this: after she left me she went to hospital, where she was diagnosed with a blood disorder, that was a) hardly ever seen b) only 5 cases in the world and c) was poisoning her to death!
She was rushed into ICU and put into the bed opposite where her father had died! She then remembered what I had suggested and she decided to LIVE, this was her mantra whist she was in hospital. After a week she was discharged with no further symptoms! We worked together for a few months, she went on to realize her dream (which if I remember correctly) was to study Indian head massage, in India! Lucky fish!


After this consultation, my way of practice changed fundamentally: I listen with all my senses, especially my hEARt.