Category Archives: Work

Life In General:

Thoughts from today on how I got here and where I’m going.

Friends, I worked really hard to follow the prompts for an extended period of time from August 5 to Sept 18 to give myself a bit of a challenge and look at things through a slightly different lens — so if you get the chance to explore and read some of the resulting posts, that would be super cool!

2017 at the office has been intense. Non-stop activity. Incredible support, superb team work, plenty of problem-solving and several lifetimes worth of transitions. My excitement maybe doesn’t translate directly on to the page, but I am so thrilled, and feel so amazingly privileged to work and grow with a phenomenal team of people and contribute to the betterment of society and mental health. I’m gonna cry happy tears (really, this could apply to Life In General, but in regard to this paragraph, I’m speaking of Work in particular). It’s still in progress, but I can see the light at the end of the tunnel and it is a beautiful thing. I have no words left.

My space looks like a tornado blew through. A small tornado. That’s what I like about having less stuff– it makes less mess. I don’t know if that classifies as laziness, creativeness, problem-solving, or lack of attachment to extras or all of the above. It works for me though!

I only just realized this, but quality time is such a casual reference to something that is so utterly essential to how I interact with the world and the people in it. And it has been such a joy.



the good life (5)

via Daily Prompt: Disobey

One of the best things about being on my own is that I get to make, break and follow my own rules. Like, occasionally staying up into the small hours or having icecream for dinner. I am also privileged in that for the most part I get to make my own hours for work. So sometimes it’s 9-5 and sometimes not!

Life is good,


If, then.

via Daily Prompt: Peculiar

People have peculiar habits and do some pretty strange things.

I can think of a few of mine (1) signing my name at the end of nearly everything in written communication, whether it be comments on a site, a text message or blog post or email. Apparently that’s weird. Personally I find it lends clarity and sincerity to the discussion 🙂

But generally, if it feels good and it’s not hurting anybody, I say ‘Go for it!’

That’s all, really.


being human (3)

via Daily Prompt: Overcome

Maybe… maybe emotion becomes so intense your body just can’t contain it. Your mind and your feelings become too powerful… and your body weeps. (City of Angels, 1998)

I have always loved this quote.

The past week has been a bit of a rollercoaster emotions wise and that’s all I can really say, without getting all mushy. Life is hard sometimes; being human is hard sometimes — but not without it’s rewards, I should add.

An interesting study was recently completed on human emotions. CBC has the article here.



via Daily Prompt: Educate

Listening to this broadcast by CBC on the dilemma of disclosing disability at work (for more info, click here). Education and a willingness to adapt and come together is I would say, the biggest take away. Nobody is invincible, the population is aging and changing and diversity and accessibility are strengths and values and necessities that don’t take away from anyone, but provide greater support and opportunity for everyone.

This really hit home for me. Some excellent points were made. Definitely worth a listen.


Miles to the road redux

via Daily Prompt: Continue

I came across this expression just this year, used in a way that really made a lot of sense. I like it’s adaptability, how it remains truthful under fire, that it can stand alone and is direct and yet unassuming.


Wednesday: For the first time in history, the office was not a fun place to be. The air-conditioning has stopped working and boy, what a tragedy that is! The temperature kept climbing all day and even the ones who can be counted on to shiver at least 364 days out of the year were taking off layers, drinking ice water and showing signs of quiet desperation by noon.

I was fortunate enough to be able to enjoy a weirdly slow day. I created a new document for my end of the program to allow for better continuity and communication and tested its viability by filling it with creative details and case histories…

Patients: Doug, Carol, Mr. Nobody @ 222 Nowhere Lane…
Doctors: Dr. Bob, Dr. Smith

Good to know: Recreational marijuana use, Mother of 2. Wildfire evacuee. Recently moved. High PHQ-9 score (*risk noted). Appointment details. File notes.

It was fun 🙂 And I think it’s going to work great in the real world.

I’m off to continue adding miles to my road — and if you’re reading this, thanks for stopping by!




the good life (4)

via Daily Prompt: Critical

Feeling pretty solid lately, and I’ve been in my share of precarious situations, where the situation is critical, and the odds seem stacked against you. I have a real sense of place, respect for the past, playfulness at present and intention for the future.

I’ve worked hard to get to where I am and am just so happy to be able to take it all in and soak up the goodness that makes a life well-lived. To realize that it’s not all ‘toil and trouble’, put my own spin on things and *mash* my own potatoes rather than tiptoe on eggshells.

Shout out to potatoes, and to my brother — I seriously don’t know what I would do without you! ❤

Roadside assistance

via Daily Prompt: Dignify

I was walking home from work the other day and had a comical moment. Someone came up behind me and I stopped to let them pass. “You are amazing!” they exclaimed, and then disappeared around the corner.

If I’m amazing for literally just standing on the side of the road, then the bar is set pretty low. Made me laugh though — it’s nice to get positive feedback once in a while, and in genuine, short form rather than some protracted affair where failed attempts at conversion congregate in front of an audience.

And I do say no. I do walk away. Or steer the conversation in another direction. But it can be exhausting sometimes. At the ferry terminal last weekend, it was a head on collision with Christianity. “We’re Christians! And we’re praying for people. Can we pray for you?” I was so tired I thought they said “We’re Christians! And we’re pranking people. Can we prank you?” We’ll that’s not something you hear everyday, I thought. “Umm…” And Rube jumps in with “No, sorry. We gotta go.” Thank goodness. 

In conclusion, let me say this: Please, I don’t need saving. Just give me some space. I don’t want to be your good deed for the day. I have my own convictions. I don’t push them on people. I don’t have an agenda. Understand that I can’t always share your enthusiasm or relate to your experience.

Thank you,



Related reading: Forced Intimacy: An Ableist Norm

Mia Mingus skillfully illustrates some of the invisible barriers that exist for the disabled (and I would argue, anyone perceived as different) living in the world today.

the good life (2)

via Daily Prompt: Visceral

It has been a while since I’ve been out of the moment and looked more than a week into the future and smiled to think about it. Like really smiled; bouncy feet, sparkly eyes, see my teeth smiled.

Things may be scattered, but I know what I want, and what’s important to me, and that’s in order. I am connected with and supported by some fantastic human beings. And I am ready for this change. My gut tells me this will be good, even if my mind is still absorbed in dozens of conversations and calculations.