I wish to end 2024 with ‘fascination’, a word that originally meant ‘bewitched’, ‘to cast a spell on’ and became ‘enchanting’ and...

Is Long Tide a measure of the wild within us? A slower fluctuating rhythm breathing our whole bodies every 50 seconds, Long Tide, like a...

‘Allow support to restore you’ could sum up quite well biodynamic craniosacral therapy's invitation to our bodies, yet I never quite...

I remember hearing Venus return when I first heard ‘venous return’. My unconscious mind likes these kinds of free associations, and I’m...

I settled into my midline, my sit bones anchored in a comfortable chair, my back supported by a cushion, feet aware of contact with the...

Once again, I asked a few of my Biodynamic Craniosacral Therapy (BCST) colleagues and teachers in the field to contribute to my...

I’ve often reflected on and enjoyed the ways in which biodynamic craniosacral therapy is a ‘wandering line’ away from the dominant...

We always place freedom within a very strictly human container in our discourses, don't we? Our freedom of expression is inscribed in...

As I begin to write on All Hallows’Day, la Toussaint, the Dia de dos Muertos, the Day of the Dead, in front of a candle lit in memory of...

Exploring the role and impact of holds and holding, the very hallmark in many ways of our beautiful craniosacral practice, became a...

The past lives within us. A universal and undeniable experience whether we abide by the unproven hypothesis that memory is stored in the...

“The earth has bubbles as the water has and these are of them!” so says Banquo to Macbeth as three witches appear in the mist on their...

How do we inhabit the world we live in? We can partly answer that question by another one, more defined in space: what is our...

I’m sifting through dried Hogweed twigs and rub off their seeds into a new grinding implement. They’ve been sitting on my kitchen counter...

Have you ever noticed that there is a moment, a second, before we glance at something or listen to a sound that orients us over there,...

I walked with a trickster dream today. It tempted me to crossover the ordinary path towards the fantastic, the surreal, the unusual and...

I feel some of the physiological and emotional sensations of my clients in my own body during a biodynamic craniosacral (BCS)session. The...

I have returned recently from a journey into the wild deep time of Donegal, in the North West of Ireland. A part of this beautiful island...

Bodies speak to us, biodynamic craniosacral therapists, in the most peculiar language, a vernacular we learn as we steep in the rhythms...

Imagine your body were a country, how would you rule it? Would you listen to its many ‘citizens’, including its many non-human ones, and...

I sit down and help my client settle into resource and safety. I place one hand under her shoulder and one hand under her thigh. I sit...

I sometimes wonder how much dissociation created me. By automatically freezing ‘unwanted’ material and letting this constant...

I write in layers, in relationship with the words and their ‘portée', their scope, their fit, their bearing. They are my witnesses in the...

Words fail me when I’m at the core. When nothing matters quite literally, and a certain undefinable quality of rooted infinity, of the...

Did you know that Hummingbirds resonate with each flower’s sweetness as they fuse within the same ‘love field’? They will not go near a...

Last night, I asked my dreams for a beginning to this essay but it didn’t ‘work’ in the way I 'thought' it would. For the world of my...

Working as a biodynamic craniosacral therapist leads me to ask this potent question as this year of physical distancing draws to a close:...

I am ever so grateful for the humility, the awe I experience each time a client emerges afresh from a session with a new sense of...

It is two days before the Celtic feast of Samhain when I sit down to write this post, and I have fallen into a well. A metaphorical well....

Body plan is a word I had never heard until I read it in Other Minds: The Octopus, The Sea, and the Deep Origins of Consciousness, by...

I am sitting with vulnerability as I begin to write this. What I am about to reflect and reveal is so intimate, so precious and yet this...

Nature doesn’t have a plan. It constantly adapts according to its many relationships. But we have plans for it. The story enacted by most...

What words run common between the climate emergency, the movement for black and indigenous lives and biodynamic craniosacral therapy?...

I fell in love with the silence of the wild that returned while we stopped doing. It resounded as a permission to be wild for my broken...

The way most of our nation states responded to the threat of covid19 gave a whole new meaning to the proverbial saying, “No man is an...

This poem came to me on a recent forest walk, following the imposition of isolation and social distancing measures on most of the...

Have you ever fallen in love with your Health? And by Health I mean the greater sense of alive Beingness flowing through you 24/7. I also...

If only “my eyes would see a little better” as sings Nina Simone. I’ve been doing eye exercises inspired by the Bates' method for the...

I cannot help thinking that as part of our journey away from separation and towards integrated wholeness, spirit and science must agree...

I love listening to stories, always have. As a biodynamic craniosacral therapist I so appreciate that initial contact when clients tell...

I went to Spirit Rock last Monday for meditation and dharma talk led by Jack Kornfield. His talk centered around form and emptiness, how...

As the oceans swell with rising temperatures…I wonder about my body, our bodies whose functions and form are underlain by fluidity. So...

I may be wrong but I sense that the way we perceive sexual energy, sexual power is undertaking a major cultural shift. One that hopefully...

In the art of non-doing that is biodynamic craniosacral touch, I have sometimes danced to the tune of “should I stay or should I (let)...

In the past few nights, if you were blessed with clear skies and not too bright a Moon, you may have spotted the Perseids meteor showers....

It is fascinating how the body remembers what the conscious mind chases away. This mind-body dichotomy is the root of all forms of...

It is a good measure of my internal (and external) resources that despite being grounded by a hip sprain— due to an overenthusiastic...

Have you ever found yourself wanting to watch, to contemplate some people, or animals, flowers... for hours just because. I have, many...

The parenchyma, have you heard this beautiful word before? It is the dress and substance of our brain; this mighty gland, this super...

I love the idea that we can be observers of life, that it happens to us. Maybe because, in our very Western way, we mostly do to avoid...