Yep. The rumors are true; yours truly has decided to plant her roots in a sunny location with views of the ocean, embedded within 300 acres of pristine forestland and old-growth citrus and avocado groves, tending to the needs of poorly understood words and propped up ponies. 
My educational experience at NCNM continues to foster new growth and direction for me, yet the arrow shoots outside the confines of my cubical (or for you long-time readers: my inspiratory), literally moving me to modify medicine outside the box.
My last day at Helfgott will haphazardly fall somewhere within the first week of March, and, yes, you could say I’m willy-nilly to the very end. In the meantime, my focus is to help solidify an infrastructure for research students (as natural explorers) so that each student:
- Gets the most out of his/her educational experience,
- Finds mentors both in- and outside of NCNM to facilitate personal and professional growth,
- Learns how to navigate certain conditions/ therapeutic models using the latest technologies or oldest translated texts…
… so that upon graduation, each student walks the walk of a healer, knows how to speak a multitude of medical disciplines, and, through cultivated confidence, becomes whole-heartedly present with each of their patients.
That was my dream when I graduated NCNM three years ago, Heather Zee heard me, and it’s pretty darn cool that Helfgott’s student research program has flourished to its present day level.
And need I say anything about Heather Zee or the fabulous research staff and investigators at Helfgott that made all this extraordinary stuff happen? Where would any of us be without the shoulders of giants to spit from?
If you will it, dude, there is no dream. T’was an honor to have had an extended stay at NCNM, to see it shine that much brighter with a little help from my friends.
So, in summation, I will miss you all, and totally trust that y’all will kicka$$ in the next stages of your life. Don’t forget to let it all hang out on occasion, howl at the moon, whatever it takes to hold presence and be real in our surreal world. Y’all make such a difference already.
My best,
Kimberly
Ps. If a loose end needs tying before I go, let me know; I’m still at the helm until March and will continue to fulfill my job description until that time.
If you care to keep in touch, I’ll probably still peck away at the Helfgott Blog; moreover, you can earmark my bookbinding/poetry outlet: Whispering ink if you ever miss my playful prose; I plan to bend the poetry medium upon its ear, or in the very least, make it a little more lopsided.