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Whenever I am asked what my values are, freedom always comes up top of the list. No hesitation. It is just there, first, every time. But lately I have been asking myself: what does that actually mean? It is easy to say, "I value freedom." It is a different thing to sit with what you mean by it — and whether you are actually living it. The Freedom I Think I Mean When I picture what freedom means to me, it is a fairly generous list. Freedom to do what I want, when I want. Freed

When Stefanie called me that afternoon, I could detect from the worry in her voice that something was wrong. She had gone for a routine scan that morning and had been told that her baby presented a dark spot in one of her lungs. Further tests were needed and she and her partner would have to be referred to the Great Ormond Street Hospital in London. After reassuring her the best I could, I invited her to come for a Physical Journey as soon as possible. Stefanie, normally very

Today we learn from a very young age to identify with our body; we are acutely aware of the way it looks – too fat, hardly too thin, and God forbid that we should look our age. We surgically remove what we don’t want, artificially implant whatever we believe is missing, collectively spend an infinite amount of time, and millions of pounds “looking perfect”, maybe not realising that, ultimately, what we may be seeking is acceptance, approval, love. We all want to be loved, we