My call to this work came at a time and in a way that is not easy to speak about. The shifting and, to me, limiting nature of the practice of medicine at that time was driving me in a direction that literally did not feel healthy... for anyone concerned.


Every time I let someone leave the office without my having the time to really address what was going on felt like a bit of soul loss. It felt dangerous.


The final straw came when I was directed to reduce the time needed to perform a full annual examination. I had 15 minutes to address only certain parts of the person, perform a few tests, determine if more tests or prescriptions were needed, and then make recommendations... I stewed in utter cognitive dissonance.


I had completed a lot of excellent training with years of practice and believed I was “set for life” in many ways. Yet I was now living within a conundrum before the internal prayer, mantra, inquiry – whatever one calls it – turned into a constant and ever present question:

“OK, God, if not this, then what?”


The answer I received arrived on several levels all at the same time.


The experience was, still is, palpably real and through it I understood immediately that I needed to put the stethoscope down and touch directly with my hands. The rest came in a clear, direct, and unequivocal voice (not my own):


“You will find the answer to your life’s dream through craniosacral work.”


Though I knew what ‘cranial’ and ‘sacral’ meant, I had no idea nor had I ever heard of something called ‘craniosacral work’. It took some time before I had the courage to ask anyone about it, let alone discover its origins and what it was really all about.


By the time I realized that the way I was trying to practice medicine meant that I was actually attuned to the spirit of osteopathy, it felt too late to “start over”. For whatever reason, guidance didn’t take me in that direction. I still don’t fully understand, yet I trust.


A series of uncanny events led me to eventually attend a class with Fritz Smith, MD, DO, meet my now former husband Hugh Milne DO – a fellow student in that class – and leave my profession as a Physician Assistant. Soon after, I met Charles Ridley, who at that time had just begun to teach for Milne Institute. It was an immediate recognition of I know, that you know, that I know, that you know... The IT... that has gotten us here. My deepest desire is to be with THAT, and the people who Know.


The Motion Present IS The Beloved


At the heart of every fulcrum, there is love.

– G. Milne