A crisis is a change where we don’t have any idea what the outcome will be. The past is not any longer accessible and the future is unknown. It is going to be different, but there is no road map. Being nine is a time of crisis. The child is no longer cocooned in the…
Category: craniosacral Therapy
Slow Healing
In an era of fast food, fast cars and instant communication, we have also come to expect fast medicine: antibiotics have given us the illusion of miraculous healing, pain killers do just that and a lot of emphasis is on diagnosis – give this malaise a name and an identity that separates it from my…
Heart Wisdom
We are all being drip fed a very pernicious poison: “Vulnerable categories,”———–“Social distancing,”————-“Lock down”……….. “We are a danger to each other,”————“We are in danger ourselves.” The whole idea of washing our hands tells us we are unclean……….. Now my rational adult mind can cope with all of this. I understand the situation we are in…
Stepping over the threshold
There is a special moment at every threshold, the moment when neither the place you are leaving nor the place you will arrive have a hold on you. Take a breath there, in that limbic place before you cross the threshold. Sometimes we are precipitated into new landscapes by tragedy or joy. Bereavement and falling…
In Celebration of Motherhood.
It is Mothers Day. What? One day to celebrate the whole amazing phenomenon of motherhood? You’ve got to be joking! Mothering goes on every day, all day and often for most of the night. It’s not my intention to ignore the contribution of fathers in the upbringing of children. I have the utmost admiration for…
As the days darken
Now I can sense in joyful mood The autumn spirit waking. The winter will, in me, Wake summer of the soul. Rudolf Steiner Calendar of the Soul Week 30 (27th October to 7th November) Craniosacral Therapy with Vivien Ray It is Halloween, all Souls Night in the Christian calendar, Samhain in the Celtic year. The…
Cold Feet
In this cold and dark time of year, I want to put in a plea for our legs and feet. I have clients of all ages who arrive in my practice warmly dressed. A jumper, a nice warm coat and a scarf, maybe a hat—– and then –—– Those legs and feet are hardly covered…
The healing power of crying.
Photo courtesy of Karin Miller When I was a child my father would go to Pakistan for anything up to 9 months. He usually left very early in the morning and I was bereft. I think I was very fortunate to have learnt so early how to heal my grief. My strategy was to cry:…