soul food

I was once told that I hug people as if I have mental health issues and an inability to connect...possibly there was some validity in this at the time...but not any more! I realised on Sunday that I give and receive and crave hugs with a passion! Where was I when I noticed this? I was in my spiritual home, The Northern College of Homeopathic Medicine...well technically I was in the building with the people that embody this sadly no longer physically existing entity! I attended a seminar led by Ian Watson.
I nearly didn't book a place...for the last four years homeopathy has taken a back seat in my life whilst I immersed myself in the birthing world and began to emerge as an antenatal educator. So I saw the details of the seminar but thought nothing of it...then a couple of people reminded me of it and finally I had a look in the diary...the date was free, so I booked. And I am so glad I did!
Being back in that place, seeing so many faces I hadn't seen for ages...I was like a child on christmas morning I found myself leaping around, arms outstretched to hug each and every one of those amazing people, and hugging them with real warmth. It was interesting to observe how this was received...many hugged back, with a similar fervour...some hesitated..then hugged back, a few hugged quickly and stepped away...
The seminar was the icing on the cake. Ian is a homeopath...who has grown and continues to grow in his healing practice. He is dynamic, and cheeky (and really quite sexy!), the day was filled with lots of anecdotes and stories from Ian's work and learning as a healer. I spent the day (which was very long...but never felt like it!) switching hats "this is so relevant to homeopathy, this is great for my work as an antenatal educator, wow that is perfect for me personally.
http://www.ianwatsonseminars.com/

Something...or rather someone, that came up during the day and also at the Soul and Birth workshop I did recently with Benig Mauger, is Carl Jung or rather his work...so I think I may find out a little more...

A friend said to me recently that she is always shocked when I introduce myself that I don't mention that I am a homeopath...after Sunday I too have begun to wonder what's going on here. I came away from the seminar feeling more energised than I have for a long time...and the key or lynch pin is homeopathy. I forget for a while just how switched on it makes me feel...I need to find positive ways to bring it back into my life so that I can shine...because it feels b****y fantastic!

Life as it is right now...

Recently I discovered that I had been feeling anxious...and I wasn't sure why...then I realised that it was the future that was unsettling me. I was trying to work out where I would be living and what my life might look like when Heather finishes her A levels (which, I should point out, she hasn't even chosen yet, let alone started to study!!) I am working hard on focussing on the here and now and the very immediate future.

I am still occasionally tempted to try to see too far ahead in my life and tie myself in knots working out why I am here and where I am going...and then I remember how hard that is for me and I settle back and focus on what I do know...that I have three assignments left to do to finish the diploma, that I need to write them one at a time until they are finished....that is my life's work for now....that and feeding my family and washing their laundry and washing the dishes, and shopping for food, and washing the dishes, and cleaning and tidying the house...and did I mention washing the dishes? (which seem to have a quality somewhat like the magic porridge pot, whereby as soon as I finish and empty the sudsy water more dirty dishes appear as if by magic and quickly threaten to suffocate me and the kitchen worktops!)

Last week I attended a workshop with Benig Mauger http://www.soul-connections.com/ called Birth and the Soul. She spoke about the rift caused by the take over of birth by patriarchy and technology. Birth is a very powerful, spiritual process which in the west has had the heart and soul ripped out of it. But the room was inhabited by 26 women, all working in different ways to heal that rift...that is magic!

The essay I am currently researching is Informed Decision Making...the research makes for pretty depressing reading and yet again I am asking myself am I strong enough for this, can I make a difference and help to change the birthing world for the better? and by so doing make the world a better place...I have no doubt that
if we can reclaim natural birth, the way that nature so beautifully designed, then we would start to right many of the worlds wrongs.....