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My Practice Book a consultation Learn more about my fees My homeopathic practice is based in Royston, BC, Canada. Royston is a small and lovely town South of Courtenay on Vancouver Island. I also provide long-distance treatments via telephone or Skype, although...
The Message Of The Whale

The Message Of The Whale

Heeding The Call   A few hours ago, I crawled out of a sweat lodge, sweating and steaming and gasping for air. I was elated because the understanding of what whale had been teaching me was revealed during the ceremony. But let me slow down and tell you what had...
The Six in the Healing Arts

The Six in the Healing Arts

Once again I was preparing a homeopathic remedy with students, one of my favorite topics to teach. They sat quietly for hours, grinding a tiny piece of a herb with mortar and pestle, diluting it with milk sugar, in the end dissolving it in an alcoholic solution and...

Time Heals All Wounds?

Time Heals All Wounds ? You probably heard this saying as often as I have. But the number of times we heard it does not make it necessarily true. I hope it would be true but I have my doubts. Looking back at my own life, four year old little Roland shows up, standing...

“You Can’t Play in My Key”

You Can’t Play in my Key “You can’t play in my key,” Jimmy Duck Holmes said to the other five blues musicians on the stage. They all had jammed together beautifully during their performance. When it was Jimmy’s turn, he plaid solo, the others listened...
Spaced Out

Spaced Out

Spaced out. Sounds a little weird, doesn’t it? What I want to talk about today, is one major component of health: Space. Let us have a closer look. In your room at home there is a certain amount of furniture and things and there is a certain amount of space. True?...

Ever Felt Like A Swiss Cheese?

Ever Felt Like A Swiss Cheese? Well, I did so; and more than once. A while ago I sat down to prepare a training session with students, something that requires my full yet relaxed attention. I sat down, had my cup of tea ready and then it started. Not the creative flow...

Sharing the Abundance

Dear Friends, For my Blackfoot family on the prairies, the year starts in spring when the tribe used to break the winter camp and resume their nomadic life. Here on the West Coast, spring starts with the herring spawn. Millions and millions of silvery bodies moving in...