Hippy at Heart

Last night, I put a post in a Facebook group for a business course that I am doing, about how I didn’t feel comfortable engaging with the group, as there seemed to be a movement to talk about hypnobirthing without all the “hippy nonsense”. It wasn’t that I was offended by my fellow practitioners feeling this way, but that it made me wonder about where I fit within this group of birth professionals and hypnobirthing teachers because I am, shock horror, a hippy.

Wow! I have said it and the sky didn’t fall in; I am a hippy at heart. I have often joked with my mum that I was born in the wrong decade, that I have should have been around in the mid to late 60s as I would have fit in well with the hippy revolution. Oh, to have been able to be part of the convoy that travelled with Stephen and Ina May Gaskin to Tennessee, to have been one of the founding group of people at The Farm.

I believe in the power of essential oils, crystals, reiki, flower essences, placenta remedies and many more. I believe that birth is a spiritual as well as physical experience and I believe that modern medicine has robbed women of that spiritual connection. However, I also believe in science and research; I love showing how the two blend and interact, how they relate to each other. Yet I am also straight-talking; I don’t waffle for hours about woo-woo, I won’t try and convince anyone that a piece of quartz will cure all their ills (although it may definitely help). I help parents walk a path where they can experience the science and the mystical, where they can access both, and learn how they interact with each other.

It makes me cross that something that helps us access both the emotional and physical is hippy nonsense until there is science to back it up? Yet once the science is in place people work so fricking hard to distance it from any hippy connotation?

So yes I am a hippy doula, birth companion, reiki healer, aromatherapist, crystal healing, hypnobirthing teacher but I don’t wear tie-dye, rings on my fingers and bells on my toes (well not often anyways).

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