I Am Sacred Woman

Bureaucracy – the modern manifestation of the epidemic of Impersonalism

Bureaucracy – the modern manifestation of the epidemic of Impersonalism

There are certain things that flatten all ego and bring us down to real levels. The journey of being born and the journey of dying. And I think sickness can come pretty close too.

The reason I am elaborating on all this and emphasizing the humanness in healthcare is because of the overt profound lack of it in general.

Red Rondavel

Red Rondavel

In retrospect it all makes sense. Just the previous year I had felt strongly that when I have my consulting rooms I will make them into a warm cosy and nurturing experience for my clients. I would not have the conventional desk, examination table, clinical doctor experience and setup. I wanted red and warmth and lots of atmosphere to facilitate and support women getting true healing away from the clinical picture we have been socialised to accept as women's healthcare.

A Postnatal Ward Round on Sunday

A Postnatal Ward Round on Sunday

I was at work to see the postnatal patients. My hours were 8am-12pm and there were a total of 32 postnatal beds. That means 8 minutes per patient (if they were full). Which is possibly do-able....if everyone's vitals, symptoms and state is perfect and does not require any further questioning or tests. 

I'm A Doctor - Please Don't Judge Me.

I'm A Doctor - Please Don't Judge Me.

It is a strange thing. The tendency to put someone in a box based on a label or a job description, even a nationality...

The tendency to judge and make decisions about their character, their integrity, their incentives, their work ethic.....

It hurts. I have been hurt. I have been judged. I have been excluded. I have had to “prove myself”, my motives.

Have you ever been labelled "over-sensitive"?

Have you ever been labelled "over-sensitive"?

Is being sensitive a blessing or a curse?

I am Sensitive...

It makes you weep with such feeling you feel you have shed a skin.

It makes you connect with such truth that your clarity and truth are a shining sword lighting up the way forward.

It is hard. It may be easier to pretend. Hide. Mask. Smile and cover it up. But people like me will soon go mad like that.

Is Menstruation Sacred?

Is Menstruation Sacred?

My work with wombs during pregnancy and birth seemed to follow a natural flow to wombcare and the meaning and deeper understanding of WOM(b)AN and Mother for the female. 

The continuum of the womb space and womb care and womb health being acknowledged as a Sacred Centre of Heart wisdom and connection become more and more clear. .....

When Small is Big

When Small is Big

Why being Small is my “Big”. Be BIG! You CAN do it! Follow your dream and achieve ALL you want!

What are you waiting for? Be a spiritual leader today! We need people like you!

But this feeling of discomfort has started growing and the whispering has turned into louder and louder shouts! Until it has become so obvious in my being that there is something being triggered. There is something I need to pay attention to – I need to stop and look within. 

 

How a medical doctor becomes a Sacred Holder of Birth

How a medical doctor becomes a Sacred Holder of Birth

It is not common for a doctor to have a homebirth....nor is it common to find a doctor who will support sacred births - at home or otherwise. This is my story of how my homebirth changed my life to become a Sacred Birth Supporter, lover, practitioner! 

At The Red Tent Women's Circle Today

At The Red Tent Women's Circle Today

I cycled down the packed and busy village road in India. I live at a pilgrimage site and being Sunday it was packed! Buses come and drop off people there from near and far villages and towns. I mazed my way through the throngs of  small Bengali’s and their bright red and yellow saris.

All she said was “Thank you” and I suddenly realized…

All she said was “Thank you” and I suddenly realized…

It was an intense sharing after an intense week. We were tired, begging for answers, needing support and also feeling deeply satisfied after that week. She turned to me and looked (or locked) me in her eyes and said “Thank you for all you are doing.”