Dr. Asha Jetmalani, D.O. (She/Her)

I identify as a queer, able-bodied, cisgender, person of color with white-passing privilege and use she/her pronouns. I am always mindful of how my identities and privileges have shaped my experiences and influence my approach to therapeutic relationships with patients. 

I have been grateful to call the Pacific Northwest home since childhood.  I studied Latin American Literature (Spanish) at Scripps College in Claremont, California where I also completed my pre-requisites for medical school.  After college, I spent a couple of years traveling, serving in various delicious restaurants and working as a medical assistant and Spanish interpreter at Planned Parenthood.  I then attended medical school at Pacific Northwest University of Health Sciences, College of Osteopathic Medicine in Yakima, Washington.  My training as an osteopathic physician shaped my approach to treatment, reinforcing my belief in the body’s innate capacity for resilience and healing.  After medical school, I completed my psychiatry residency at Oregon Health & Science University (OHSU).  I chose to stay on as a faculty member and board certified psychiatrist at OHSU, where I had the honor of training new psychiatrists, working as the medical director of the adult outpatient clinic, and serving as a consultant for the Oregon Psychiatric Access Line. In addition to providing psychiatric care for a panel of my own patients, one of my greatest accomplishments during my 10 years at OHSU was establishing an outpatient psychiatric consultation service for trans and gender-diverse individuals. 

Outside of work, I enjoy many outdoor activities with my family including hiking, birding, camping, and backpacking. I also pursue creative outlets like wheel-throwing ceramics and cooking. 

My Favorite Poem:


Wild Geese 

By, Mary Oliver


You do not have to be good.

You do not have to walk on your knees

for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.

You only have to let the soft animal of your body

love what it loves.

Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.

Meanwhile the world goes on.

Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain

are moving across the landscapes,

over the prairies and the deep trees,

the mountains and the rivers.

Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,

are heading home again.

Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,

the world offers itself to your imagination,

calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting–

over and over announcing your place

in the family of things.