Integral Greeting Card Writers.

Yes, I think she will be able to not have medicine take over her life; unless she gets swallowed by need or inspiration when she does overseas service. It helps some that she is a DO so her perspective is at least a bit more holistic and integrative. Plus the program she is in seems to be more 'enlightened' and balanced than most. She will work part time as she takes a break from the crazily grueling work schedule and allopathic-introjecting, scientifically-parsing of the last three years. She and her husband are a good team and she gets much work and brain relief from their deeply committed attachment parenting of a toddling son. They are off running together at this moment. They do balance body-mind-spirit activities quite well.

Because he has been working on medical facilities as an architect for over ten years, they want to collaborate to start self-sustaining health care in some hugely under-served areas in the world.

At a father's day supper last night, another DO friend of ours was articulating well the territory and the limits of allopathic medicine and my daughter, though inevitably somewhat indoctrinated, shares enough of that growing realization. (How could she not with me as a skeptical and irreverent father :~}). Two weeks ago, our friend gave a grand rounds powerpoint presentation to introduce more fully osteopathy to the cadre of his MD colleagues and I must admit that I had some significant input as to the tone and the level of selves that I thought he might want to try to address. As is one of my favorite inquiries and predilections, he was willing to experiment with, rather than the usual Aristotelian dry-formatted and data-rich snooze-inducing outline, an evocative, image-rich sense of offering and possibility. People actually wanted to know more about OMM and techniques that they can do. Many of his resident colleagues want to be treated by him.

I feel lucky that she and her husband have an ILP-like organization to their lives that have supported them through so much intense demands. Neither one wants to work full time and though a normal and wee-bit seduced by the bounties of the material world, they repeatedly and continually align themselves with their versions of spirit. Because of this accident of fortune, I only need to worry about myself falling apart, humpty-dumpty-like. But as Friedrich Nietzsche and later Donald Winnicott have said, apparently, the dreaded has already occurred.

Gardening, in the north country - now is your season, huh. Long days of sunlight - big pumpkins. And so on, eh.

Sun and earth and fresh Atlantic air. For me it's more surf and sage, and at the moment, coastal 'June gloom' - all good. Speaking of which, I'm off to the surfline now.