Around the time Aster left, my friend and colleague Louisa arrived in Edinburg. Louisa was going to walk with me the second week. On Monday I talked at a get-together Elizabeth Biagi organized at her place. After hesitating (and sending my letter to the Minister of Public Health in Belgium as a reaction to her decision) I finally managed to leave my computer there until Friday. It seemed like a good idea to leave everything behind for a few days and enjoy the walking (with a much lighter rug sack!). It would keep me away from the temptation to watch the news and read mails and get disheartened by it. Being without computer for the first time in this Walk felt a bit like taking a wee holiday. I assume I could afford it this time of the year. Everybody is having a break anyway.
The glorious weather continued and officially declared a heat wave: more than 10 days without rain and over 25 degrees in Scotland is very exceptional. How lucky can one be! Yes, we perspired a lot walking in the afternoon heat but compare this to walking in the rain and I call it a blessing. It definitely needs no further prove that the gods are with the Walk!
Louisa and I planned to follow the Fife Coastal path, about 20 km a day, but my knee -actually my leg- decided otherwise. So we stayed a bit longer at the lovely Seascape B&B and I took the occasion to have my first wetsuit experience. Mathew, the owner, is an open sea swimmer and kindly offered us a spare wetsuit and have a try. I have to admit it was a bit scary in the open sea but certainly worth it. Next night in Crail, we stayed in another wonderful B&B and went out in the evening to a traditional Ceilidh. With a live music band on stage people from all ages danced together. The youngest dancer couldn’t have been older than three and had as much fun as her parents and the youngsters.
Though slower and shorter than usual the walks near the rocky coast and sometimes on the beach were splendid. Because the weather was so exceptionally warm and dry we reminded ourselves repeatedly how lucky we were.
Inevitably one of the topics discussed along the way was, since homeopathy in Belgium is either forbidden, ridiculed or ignored and the climate is such that even the patients sometimes start to doubt us regardless their good results, and the income is by no means in proportion to the skill, responsibility, and efforts of the homeopath, what then if we just close the practice and wait for better times?
Don’t get me wrong: this was just a mind game, an exercise, a ‘what-if’-imagination. What would we do next? Do we need the patients more than they need us? Could we live happily without homeopathy? Or would we feel useless or meaningless? Could we transfer our passion to something else? Would it be possible to close this chapter in our live altogether?
For homeopaths it is almost unbearable knowing what miracles homeopathy can bring about and yet there is declining demand from the patients. It is even more unimaginable to be called a ‘public danger’ and to give up the profession or go underground. Personally I don’t think I would manage to ‘forget all about it’ and go knitting.
At Rachels ‘Gorgeous Therapies ‘ in Edinburg – a suitable name indeed- a gathering in the afternoon and one in the evening was scheduled. I could there Talk my Walk and explain more about the Vital Approach. In short I would call it: classical homeopathy, plus sensation, plus common sense….( Plus intuition in my case). As always when a small group meets, there are a lot of stories and anecdotes. And we all know despite only the bad news that is broadcasted or published, good news happens all the same: every homeopath has wonderful experiences with patients, ‘famous patients’ who are protected by professional secrecy, (silent) referrals from doctors to homeopaths and again more and more proofs for homeopathy piling up. Add to this the weekly scandals in the press about horrific side effects of medication, biased research, allopathic corruption and all we have to do is wait and watch until the balance tilts….
I had again the great pleasure to hand over the check with the amount of the donations, which after expenses were subtracted, resulted in 1500 euro. This money is given to Carol Boyce to support the realization of a brilliant idea; making a movie about Homeopathy on the Farm.