To Every Woman Surviving Acupuncture School in December

To Every Woman Surviving Acupuncture School in December

Acupuncture school in December is a full-contact sport. You’re studying for finals, wrapping gifts at midnight, memorizing channels between kids’ concerts, and trying not to cry when someone asks if you’re “ready for Christmas.” This is a love letter to every woman learning TCM while juggling holidays, real life, and the pure chaos of becoming a practitioner.

A Little School Update From Me (And My Nervous System)

A Little School Update From Me (And My Nervous System)

A personal journal-style update from my TCM student life. I went home to New Brunswick, remembered what real balance feels like, and realized how my body has been reacting to a diet that does not match my constitution. School is full, my nervous system is loud, and my Spleen is waving both arms in the air. This is the honest, messy side of becoming a practitioner.