Monday, January 28, 2008

Indigo Essences

I know a woman, Anne Callaghan, who runs a sort of homoeopathic practice dealing in essences for children - kind of like flower essences, but with all sorts of different components, not just flowers.



I took my non-sleeping children there, my daughter's remedy wasn't really working for her, or at least her reactions were being a bit strong for us all to handle.



Anne is lovely - my suspicious four year old warmed to her immediately, even asking to go with her when she went out to the shed to get a bottle! Anne took my case when I was younger, memorably just before I officially started going out with my now husband! And she gave me wonderful support and help when I got pregnant at a difficult time. She has always been a lovely, warm, intuitive person, and she's now devoting that energy to children. The scientists among you won't like this treatment - the children pick their remedies, and feel how much of each they need in their bottle - Anne dowses with a pendulum to see what the babies need - my 6 month old son sat with his eyes shining, smiling, his gaze fixed on Anne alertly while she asked him what he needed, and her pendulum swung! I'm all for this, but I'm very open to the emotional side of alternative medicine. It feels very right to me. I'll report back on whether or not the essences take effect.


It's worth visiting the site to read about the essences, some of it's very emotional if you need them - for instance how 'invisible friend' was created for an orphan hedgehog! - and Anne's writing on children and what they needed is very moving and inspirational.

The first thing she asked my daughter to do was draw a picture of her family - I asked my husband to do this once, I've a great book on Art Therapy - and he drew everyone in front of his house, everyone but his father had hands...




The first thing I could see, after my daughter explained it, and Anne said 'what a happy family', was that she is outside the unit of my husband and I and the baby. Surprisingly, I am the taller adult, my arms protect everyone but her, she stands beside me. Anne pointed out that this isn't so good for me - the mother being everything to everyone, and that I need to so whatever I can to nurture myself. Well, I can't argue with that - though it seems to be just the way it is. I'd be happier if my husband was up there with me, shoulder to shoulder, or holding hands. But he isn't. But my daughter left on the outside breaks my heart.

It's so hard to get having another sibling right, it's so hard! She makes herself SO DIFFICULT to include, to help, she just anticipates exclusion and sets herself up for it time and again. The frustration of that is enormous, seeing her being miserable, but being helplessness she digs a deeper and deeper hole.

I just hope that by the time she's a teenager she's got it all out of her system. Otherwise the atomic meltdown may signal the end of the world!!

1 comment:

Midget Wrangler said...

ok...this is all natural, we all managed to survive having siblings! Being an only child woldn't be agood way to learn about life!

You need to take more time out for yourself....you know that!