I wanted to write something that truly introduces who I am, where I come from, and how I found my way into this medicine. Because for me, this path was never simply a career choice—it felt more like a remembering. A calling that had quietly lived inside me for as long as I can remember.

I was raised in an incredibly small northern town, a place of only about twenty people year-round, nearly one hundred miles south of the Yukon border. My parents owned and operated a hunting outfit and horse ranch, and my childhood unfolded almost entirely outdoors, immersed in wilderness.

Growing up surrounded by nature is something I will forever hold close to my heart. My days were spent barefoot beneath the sun, riding horses alongside my three older sisters. We were endlessly creating adventures for ourselves—building forts in the trees, riding through fields, covering ourselves in mud, and returning home long after dark with wind-burned cheeks and tangled hair. There was a kind of freedom in that life that shaped me deeply. Nature became my first teacher. It taught me how to listen, how to observe, and how interconnected everything truly is. I will always be thankful for how I was raised and what I learned.

Even as a child, though, there was another thread quietly weaving itself through my life: healing.

Ever since I can remember, I felt drawn toward medicine. I talked about it with certainty. I wore scrubs to school and signed all of my assignments “Dr. Fallon.” I still remember one boy laughing and saying, “Yeah, but you aren’t a doctor.” Without hesitation, I snapped back, “No—but I WILL be. You watch.”

One of the hunters who stayed with us was a physician. He would bring me scrubs, stethoscopes, anatomy textbooks, and even surgical videos. At nine years old, I would sit beside him completely captivated as he explained what was happening in the video & the procedure taking place. I spent hours colouring anatomical diagrams simply because I loved them.

Looking back now, I realize the calling was always there. Quiet perhaps—but unwavering.

I never truly saw a life for myself outside of helping people.

After graduating, I knew I needed to pursue medicine, but I wasn’t entirely sure what form that pursuit would take. As fascinating as Western medicine was to me, I wasn’t entirely sure that was the route I wanted to go.

So I began to travel.

My sister had recently moved to New Zealand with her partner, and that became my first stop. I spent time wandering, exploring, searching—not only geographically, but internally as well. Growing up in the North, my exposure to different healing modalities had been limited. We had medical doctors and a chiropractor, but very little beyond that. I knew I needed to experience more of the world before I would find the branch of medicine that truly resonated with me.

But after nearly a year, I still hadn’t found it.

When I eventually returned to Canada, I decided to visit a friend in Nelson, British Columbia before heading back North. I had never been to Nelson before, but something about it drew me in. And somehow, almost by chance, I stumbled upon a school called the Academy of Classical Oriental Sciences.

The moment I toured the school and learned about the program, something inside me immediately clicked.

“This is it.”

Even now, I struggle to explain exactly why I felt so certain. At that point, I had never even received acupuncture before. I barely understood the depth of the medicine I was looking at. And yet, I felt completely pulled toward it—as if some part of me already recognized it before my mind could catch up.

I enrolled shortly after.

From the very beginning, I was absolutely floored by what I was learning. The medicine felt poetic, intelligent, ancient, and deeply human all at once. It approached the body not as a machine made of isolated parts, but as an interconnected landscape—something living, emotional, energetic, and constantly communicating.

What made the experience even more profound were the teachers who guided us through it. The school honoured traditional teachings while also grounding us in emerging research and Western anatomical sciences. There was a beautiful balance between reverence for the old ways and openness to modern understanding.

I was incredibly fortunate to learn from teachers who challenged me, inspired me, and taught me how to truly think within this medicine rather than memorize it. The way I practice today is deeply shaped by their wisdom, patience, and dedication, and I carry immense gratitude for all of them.

This journey into medicine has never felt linear to me. It has felt organic, intuitive, and deeply personal. Every experience—from growing up in the wilderness, to wandering through uncertainty, to eventually finding myself sitting in an acupuncture classroom in Nelson—somehow led me exactly where I was meant to be.

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Now, I walk this path as a practitioner of Chinese Medicine—holding space for others to arrive exactly as they are. A space where pain does not need to be hidden, where tenderness is welcomed, and where every version of a person is met with compassion and acceptance.

This medicine continually humbles me. The more I learn, the more I realize I will forever remain a student—of Chinese Medicine, of physiology, of the body’s quiet intelligence and its endless capacity to adapt, communicate, and heal. I am endlessly fascinated by the way the human body unfolds in response to life, emotion, environment, grief, joy, and connection.

I carry immense gratitude for every person who has found their way to me and entrusted me with their care. Each patient, each story, each success and failure has shaped not only my practice, but who I am as a human being. They have taught me just as much as any textbook or classroom ever could.

And perhaps the greatest gift of all is realizing that I have never truly worked a day in my life. Instead, each day feels like stepping more fully into myself—into purpose, into something deeply alive. Through this work, I have been able to maintain my humanness and to continue walking alongside others with curiosity, reverence, and an open heart.

This medicine is an extension of who I am and I am so glad to share it with all of you.

With light & in healing,

Fallon

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