It's a sad day when freedom of speech is at stake

Especially when you're telling the truth.

It feels so utterly corrupt and so not 2019. 1984 perhaps. I keep hearing that quoted and feel a lack in my literary education. However I'm not sure if reading it would help. It feels a little bleak. Like a train going full steam ahead but not asking questions. Yes to everything offered but not looking at why we're getting sicker. And anything might help? Shut them up straight away.

So this week there's been a BBC flurry driven by an anti-homeopathy campaigner, which feels to be escalating. I've removed certain qualifications from my website, and a page and a couple of blogs so am not at risk of attack.

2019? At risk of attack for my profession. Yes. True sadly. But I'd not be the first. Colleagues have, in the past, had death treats. Which feels so crazy to be doing this work and getting such flak for it.

Likely at some point I may not even be able to say 'homeopathy may help...' which feels wishy washy anyway. I've not been 'allowed' to say 'cure' for a long time. Homeopathy has helped me loads so I'd ask if it's helped you, please keep talking about it.

To finish I'll leave you with Camilla Sherr for a tiny insight into how it is at times being a homeopath. I'm especially feeling this today. There's another short clip on the Magic Pills Facebook page here where she talks about how amazing it is. That's for balance here. And it is. It's truly remarkable work. It's not easy but it is the most satisfying, incredible thing to work with and see. Here's Camilla. Feeling it today.