Its amazing how much paper junk one can collect. I had all of this paper just lying around! Its frustrating because it gets in the way of progress. I have a whole little box with just articles from my thesis! (I swear I'm going to read them!)
I did get rid of a lot though, and have organized a bit around my desk. I just have to get rid of my junk bit by bit. Can you imagine what it would be like to be able to fit everything you own in a sedan? I'd love that feeling! I'm so boggled down by my junk, junk, junk, junk...
Even though I love where I'm living right now, and expect to be here for a few years, I still yearn for a place of my own. I want to bust all of those boxes wide! See where stuff actually goes. I'm slowly getting through the pile of boxes. I hope that one day its title is slim pickings! hehe.
I need to ride my bike tomorrow morning.
Now that I am done with a little more blogging, it is off to another box land. Where nothing is safe from my ever critical eyes. Asking myself, "do I need this?" or "Is that really worth its space?"
Toodles!
Babs<3
Monday, May 24, 2010
Friday, May 21, 2010
You Soar
For Barbara Love (a coworker) (aka a good friend)
You reach, you reach, you reach, you soar!
You care, you think, you search for more.
You can't always know
Just what is right,
So relax my friend, tomorrow will be alright.
You strive, you strive, you touch the sky!
You plan, you reconsider, you open your eyes.
Even with this
Plans fall apart,
So breathe my friend, its only the start.
You try, you try, you try, success!
You smile, you celebrate, you take a rest.
Alls well this time,
For now that is
Things change so quick in this buisness.
You reach, you strive, you try, whats more
You care, you connect, you don't ignore.
Continue my friend
To do your best,
But remember always, the worlds a mess!
My good friend coworker and I have found solace in each other. Its been such a blessing to have a friend and coworker that you can be completely honest with. Its important for us (social workers) to have people where we can not only celebrate our successes, but where we can discuss our mistakes and failures as well. We made a promise to each other, that we would share whatever is going on in our work lives, and the other would listen and not judge. I think that we understand that we both try our best, and are willing to boost the other person's morale. It means a great deal to me to have someone understand my daily struggle with all of this. Its hard work, and its very complicated. Its easy to get lost in it all. To have a face means the world.
I am going to encourage the rest of my unit to find that someone to share with. Sort of accountability partners. This practice kind of extends to everyone. If you are a social worker, find someone and make a pact to share whatever it is thats on your heart. They are not allowed to judge you, for this is the first step to your healing.
Peace!
Babs<3
You reach, you reach, you reach, you soar!
You care, you think, you search for more.
You can't always know
Just what is right,
So relax my friend, tomorrow will be alright.
You strive, you strive, you touch the sky!
You plan, you reconsider, you open your eyes.
Even with this
Plans fall apart,
So breathe my friend, its only the start.
You try, you try, you try, success!
You smile, you celebrate, you take a rest.
Alls well this time,
For now that is
Things change so quick in this buisness.
You reach, you strive, you try, whats more
You care, you connect, you don't ignore.
Continue my friend
To do your best,
But remember always, the worlds a mess!
My good friend coworker and I have found solace in each other. Its been such a blessing to have a friend and coworker that you can be completely honest with. Its important for us (social workers) to have people where we can not only celebrate our successes, but where we can discuss our mistakes and failures as well. We made a promise to each other, that we would share whatever is going on in our work lives, and the other would listen and not judge. I think that we understand that we both try our best, and are willing to boost the other person's morale. It means a great deal to me to have someone understand my daily struggle with all of this. Its hard work, and its very complicated. Its easy to get lost in it all. To have a face means the world.
I am going to encourage the rest of my unit to find that someone to share with. Sort of accountability partners. This practice kind of extends to everyone. If you are a social worker, find someone and make a pact to share whatever it is thats on your heart. They are not allowed to judge you, for this is the first step to your healing.
Peace!
Babs<3
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Luna Bars
My Ipod is an invaluable tool in the fight against unproductivity. It gets me in the groove as I'm writing my dictations and reports. It keeps me going. That and my new goal not to snack so much at work.
Now I don't know how new the Luna Bar is. Its fairly new to me though. A few weeks ago, I realized that I was eating a lot at work. It wasn't even wholesome goods, just whatever cakes or cookies or chips I could find at my desk (keep in mind I have a snack drawer that strikes envy in my co-workers, which is fine because I'm more than willing to share :-p). Lisa told me a few days ago that her doctor suggested that she snack on foods with more fiber and protein in them. They help to fill you up and keep you running for longer. Hmm, I like that idea.
Note: Usually when I say Lisa, I mean my foster mother.
Lisa likes the cereal bars from Post or General Mills. I on the other hand, try to keep High Fructose Corn Syrup and other additives out of my diet as much as possible. I really don't need extra sugar added to my already sweet tooth junk drawer. So I headed to the health food section in search of the yummiest, healthiest protein/energy bar. We all know that they taste like cardboard, and to be fair, I cannot be expected to eat them. I bought one of each, natural bar over there. I stayed away from terms such as "G-force" or "Titanium" or "X-treme." That just reeks of chemicals and weird herbs no one has ever heard of! So I tried bars from "bear naked", "cliff", and "kashi." Those are the brands that usually speak to me anyway.
I'll probably write some posts in here about my particular likes and dislikes of each bar, but my favorite is the Cliff brand- Luna Bars. Made for Women (I guess I can call myself that now). My first bar was the Chocolate Peppermint Stick bar. It was HEAVEN!!! I loved it! The rest of their bars are just as good. They keep it natural and yummy, and they fill you up... which is what I was looking for to begin with.
You may be asking me why in the world I'm talking about this here, well all of the taste-testing took place at my labs, which happen to be my desk at Work. :-) There's your segway baby! I think that social workers need to take care of their needs as much as they can at work and at home. If they aren't taking care of themselves, there is no way they can meet the needs of their clients. Part of who I am, is looking for better ways to live my life. I will admit, I've struggled with over-eating my whole life, so of course with the ups and downs of the kind of work that I do, the two worlds will collide.
I work with a lot of women, but I even hear the men talking about issues regarding to diet and lifestyle. I'd love to hear how men take care of themselves as social workers.
What kind of moves are you making to put your health into healthy?
Peace
Babs<3
Now I don't know how new the Luna Bar is. Its fairly new to me though. A few weeks ago, I realized that I was eating a lot at work. It wasn't even wholesome goods, just whatever cakes or cookies or chips I could find at my desk (keep in mind I have a snack drawer that strikes envy in my co-workers, which is fine because I'm more than willing to share :-p). Lisa told me a few days ago that her doctor suggested that she snack on foods with more fiber and protein in them. They help to fill you up and keep you running for longer. Hmm, I like that idea.
Note: Usually when I say Lisa, I mean my foster mother.
Lisa likes the cereal bars from Post or General Mills. I on the other hand, try to keep High Fructose Corn Syrup and other additives out of my diet as much as possible. I really don't need extra sugar added to my already sweet tooth junk drawer. So I headed to the health food section in search of the yummiest, healthiest protein/energy bar. We all know that they taste like cardboard, and to be fair, I cannot be expected to eat them. I bought one of each, natural bar over there. I stayed away from terms such as "G-force" or "Titanium" or "X-treme." That just reeks of chemicals and weird herbs no one has ever heard of! So I tried bars from "bear naked", "cliff", and "kashi." Those are the brands that usually speak to me anyway.
I'll probably write some posts in here about my particular likes and dislikes of each bar, but my favorite is the Cliff brand- Luna Bars. Made for Women (I guess I can call myself that now). My first bar was the Chocolate Peppermint Stick bar. It was HEAVEN!!! I loved it! The rest of their bars are just as good. They keep it natural and yummy, and they fill you up... which is what I was looking for to begin with.
You may be asking me why in the world I'm talking about this here, well all of the taste-testing took place at my labs, which happen to be my desk at Work. :-) There's your segway baby! I think that social workers need to take care of their needs as much as they can at work and at home. If they aren't taking care of themselves, there is no way they can meet the needs of their clients. Part of who I am, is looking for better ways to live my life. I will admit, I've struggled with over-eating my whole life, so of course with the ups and downs of the kind of work that I do, the two worlds will collide.
I work with a lot of women, but I even hear the men talking about issues regarding to diet and lifestyle. I'd love to hear how men take care of themselves as social workers.
What kind of moves are you making to put your health into healthy?
Peace
Babs<3
Saturday, May 8, 2010
It is hard
After I moved into my last foster home, it was a lot easier for me to forget things and to move on with my life. That has always been my philosophy, whether I knew how to verbalize it or not. I just truck on. I think its because I had zero contact with any of my previous foster families.
Now with the advent of facebook, myspace, and all sorts of social media, I made the mistakes of being friends with those people. Its harder for me to just let go of the past. I want to forgive, I really do. It would be great to be mature and have a sit down conversation or to go visit with them. I can't because in everything they say about me is going to be this skewed conception of me. My sister loves inviting some of them in, and I just can't sit there like I used to. I'm forced to choke down words of remorse and regret. I was a little too young to have that opportunity. Now that I'm older though...
Talk about burning bridges. I'm not usually one for letting people have it. Although I'm sure it would feel great for about 15 seconds, but then I'd truly be saying something about myself if I let my anger and hurt get the best of me. These people are trying to be better. I think that I have to let them, or they'll move on with their lives, with or without my permission and validation.
I wonder if there is room for that conversation though. Now that I'm an adult and I can verbalize how I feel and what I remember. I wonder sometimes if it wouldn't be healing. It was so long ago, that they don't remember it. I bet. They either remember it from their point of view (which is human!), or it was just another memory that got erased by a lifetime of other memories.
No one's memory is as important to another person. What I remember in vivid detail, has been forgotten by another. Not even on the record.
If I brought it up now, I stand the chance of feeling rejected and unfulfilled by the encounter. I stand the chance of getting into an unnecessary drama. Which is not something I need right now.
Would it be healing to me? Would I figure out who I am? That is really the question I'm asking in all that I do. Who am I? What am I capable of? What is my highest ability? Will I know when I get there, or will I always be searching? Does anyone else feel like this? I'm learning more and more how human I am, so there has to be other's out there. I need to look to God for understanding, but I've been searching so long.
I have snippets of who I am, "Babs is too hard on herself," or "Babs is generous." Its not enough, I want an absolute picture of who I am. So that I can successfully wear myself on my sleeve.
Now with the advent of facebook, myspace, and all sorts of social media, I made the mistakes of being friends with those people. Its harder for me to just let go of the past. I want to forgive, I really do. It would be great to be mature and have a sit down conversation or to go visit with them. I can't because in everything they say about me is going to be this skewed conception of me. My sister loves inviting some of them in, and I just can't sit there like I used to. I'm forced to choke down words of remorse and regret. I was a little too young to have that opportunity. Now that I'm older though...
Talk about burning bridges. I'm not usually one for letting people have it. Although I'm sure it would feel great for about 15 seconds, but then I'd truly be saying something about myself if I let my anger and hurt get the best of me. These people are trying to be better. I think that I have to let them, or they'll move on with their lives, with or without my permission and validation.
I wonder if there is room for that conversation though. Now that I'm an adult and I can verbalize how I feel and what I remember. I wonder sometimes if it wouldn't be healing. It was so long ago, that they don't remember it. I bet. They either remember it from their point of view (which is human!), or it was just another memory that got erased by a lifetime of other memories.
No one's memory is as important to another person. What I remember in vivid detail, has been forgotten by another. Not even on the record.
If I brought it up now, I stand the chance of feeling rejected and unfulfilled by the encounter. I stand the chance of getting into an unnecessary drama. Which is not something I need right now.
Would it be healing to me? Would I figure out who I am? That is really the question I'm asking in all that I do. Who am I? What am I capable of? What is my highest ability? Will I know when I get there, or will I always be searching? Does anyone else feel like this? I'm learning more and more how human I am, so there has to be other's out there. I need to look to God for understanding, but I've been searching so long.
I have snippets of who I am, "Babs is too hard on herself," or "Babs is generous." Its not enough, I want an absolute picture of who I am. So that I can successfully wear myself on my sleeve.
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