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My Type of Coffee

As I sip a steaming cup of strong dark Sumatran coffee I muse over my new e-textbook, “Mental Health and Case Management”.

Before I get into that, pigeons make the coolest noises. There’s a nest of them outside my window and I love hearing them while I’m writing. I think they’re rooting… or rather cooing, for me to finish my degree ;).

I am reading this book as a prerequisite for my degree in psychology. I intend to use this degree to pursue a Master’s in Counseling. I am thrilled to be pursuing this as I have always been intrigued with the counseling career, though, have struggled with self-confidence. By a stroke of coincidence, I began living in a household with a counseling student for a roomie. And thus gained the confidence I needed.

Back to the textbook. So far I’ve learned that case management is no 9-5, walk-in-the-park, kinda job. The time you need to dedicate to your clients is, as I’m guessing, quite exhausting. Case managers are essential to the psychiatric rehabilitation of an individual and are fundamental to their recovery.

The really wonderful part about this job, that I think is so in-line with my thinking, is respecting and empowering individuals. Celebrating small successes to give your clients hope and courage to strive to become better. This career is about giving your clients compassion and empathy everyday. Not to be overly BOLD in saying this but that is literally my calling card. I love loving people.

I haven’t finished the textbook yet, so more later. Next up I’m delving into a chapter on “Medications and Managing Psychotic Disorders”.

Good gravy this’ll be quite a coo.

Josef Pieper and Coffee

The fog spread over the red brick streets like butter. There is an aura of mystery and profound silence greeting the morning. A swallow chimes its song. A small omen to the days beginning.

The air is crisp. The pages ruddy against my hands shifted as I pressed open the pages of my book.The coffee I’m sipping is steaming hot and the warmth against my hands is comforting.
Steaming Hot Guatemalan Coffee

The book that changed my life. The book that redeemed the way I thought about my conscious and saved my wayward thinking about Christianity.

Faith, Hope, Love by Josef Pieper is a riveting theological book that sparks all kinds of curiosity in the Christian mind. We, as Christians are all striving for the ultimate perfection of Heaven. We’re visitors to this life living as we have been called to live out our vocations, our callings. Being a visitor, viatoris, means “to be on the way”. The status viatoris is, then, the condition or state of being on the way.

To be a viator, therefore, is the state of making progress toward eternal happiness. This strikes a profound knock-on what seems the directionless doors of our society. We all strive for direction but it’s just as easy to get lost in the shuffle buried in passion, work, relationships, education, etc.

The way of man leads to death. The antonym of status viatoris is status comprenensoris which describes one that has comprehended, encompassed, arrived, is no longer a viator but a comprehensor. This word was borrowed from St. Paul’s epistles: “Brethren, I do not consider that I have laid hold of [the goal] already” (Phil 3:13)

The state of being on the way is not to be understood in a primary and literal sense as a designation of place. It refers rather to the innermost structure of created nature. It is the inherent “not yet” of the finite being.

So, therefore, the innermost structure would be how we think and what we do. At least that’s how I interpret it. Not a physical state of being but a look at the insides of who we are and where we’re going. It’s quite intense to think about, emphatically perplexing and overwhelming.

Now that the dust has settled from my life. I am able to look around and reflect on where I am and where I want to go. How I can strive for the perfection of heaven in my everyday. How I can help others on their status viatoris.

Where am I on my status viatoris? What am I called to do on my pilgrimage?

We, as Christians are all on a faithful pilgrimage trying to avoid sin and reach Heaven.

Changes, Biking, setting My World on Fire

As my bike skidded to a stop in front of the library I felt the chill rain against my face. Rain is such a beautiful thing that cleanses away all the dirt and griminess. I see it as a refresh from what happens on a day to day basis. And Lord knows we all need to have a refresh. Eek.

I started a new part-time job at a hospital. It’s not a glamorous hospital job but it’s a job that pays, so I am very thankful. The position is as a dietary aid and my work involves a lot of dirty dishes. Which is a bit symbolic of my life right now. Erk, it is all kind of up in the air. Thankfully I have my hobbies that have proven great antidotes to my slight anxiety.

This week and last there’s been increased flooding in the Central Plains. It rained all of Memorial weekend. This Memorial weekend brought a lot of new changes in my life including a new love.

I jumped into painting again as a hobby which is a nice break from my work. My current medium of choice is watercolor. I haven’t done that many paintings, yet. I’m sure looking at one of my paintings you couldn’t tell the difference between them and chicken scratches. But through time, they will change and I’m sure I will get better.

Lately, I have been biking a whole lot as my mode of transportation. Pedal biking that is. Burn calories and get places; what better way to get places. Hopefully, that will change someday after I get my license. Someday in a blue moon. Haha.

Since my relocation, I have been writing and reading more. A whole montage of different books.

I currently have on my desk Get a Financial Life- Personal Finance in your Twenties and Thirties. It’s proven to be quite informative. Hopefully, this will cause a change in my life sooner the better.

I dappled around in Diana Galbadon’s Voyager book which proved a bit too explicit for my reading tastes. Though I am a huge fan of Galbadon’s work and think she is truly a genius.

Also, I am working on getting my application in for a volunteer program abroad that I hope to do this Fall.

Currently, I am WiFi-less at my house and hopefully will be getting that set up on Thursday. Which is going to be such a relief.

Dog Days of Winter

As the wind presses in against the windows, I’m covered by the wood stoves warmth. Its steady blaze transfixes me, momentarily, as I think about how eventually we all return to ash.

Snow sweeps across the sidewalk in a wave, like that of The Great Wave of Kanagawa. Though the cold winter and my walking cast keeps me inside, I am thankful that my walking cast allows me to have more mobility. I can now climb the stairs by myself and even carry a hamper up the stairs… Well, push a hamper up the stairs.

My dear friends, there is a silver lining in every cloud. 

My books pages flutter momentarily, in the dawn, as I finish my chapter. I’m reading Bartleby the Scrivner by Herman Melville. Quite a book if you’re looking for a “shorter” classic, to give you a good laugh. Next on my list is East of Eden by Steinbeck.

The snow has settled across the hills and blankets nature gently snuggling close. this morning I’ve done lots of researching on various companies and colleges. Debt is a pain in the arse, I know that for sure. So, I’m hesitant about just jumping into college. Though it would be like hitting the “refresh button” on my life. I can’t imagine, it would be like a new chance to be a new person. It’s really tempting to be a full-time student. I would love to do that again but alack. Anyway, that’s a whole ree-raw I need to work through.

In the meantime, I’ve been hard at searching and applying to scholarships, big and small. It’s amazing how many niche scholarships I’ve found. Like, Lord almighty, my injury gives me a real hand-up :). If you find yourself in the same confuddled college scholarship search as me, I want to give you a leg-up. Heehee, here are some good ones! 🙂

Sweet&Simple scholarship

CourseHero- great for niche scholarships

Scholarships- Narrow down your Niche

More specialized scholarships:

Super Hero Scholarship Search

 

So, my dear friends have hope for the future and strive for what is good.

 

-The Lord makes straight the path of the ones who follow him

 

Triumphs against the pedals

As I rounded the corner I hopped of as the wheels skidded across the uneven gravel. I exercise all caution when coming around corners on my bike. Today I rode 4 1/2 miles, 13 hills and I’m feeling pretty darn proud! I thought a lot during my ride about limitations and relationships and how few people get how the traumatically injured brain thinks. I in no way condone the people who don’t understand. Believe me its hard for the traumatic brain injured people to even understand themselves somedays. I’m still trying to figure out why I decided to bike 4 1/2 miles on slightly muddy dirt roads today. I hadn’t biked in nearly a week.

In the time that I have left before my surgery I want to try and push myself physically a lot—not too much because brain injuries don’t play well with over exertion.

I also in this time want to really start focusing on taking care of myself again. Honestly I’d love to get a manicure/pedicure. That’s random but it does sound nice. It might be good if I started doing yoga too; for the flexibility.

Also, I’m trying to read Dante, which is actually a good deal fascinating! I like the depth of the writing it really gets you thinking. Slow progress though. I daresay it will take me all winter; all of my recovery.

Take heart, my readers, have faith and persevere!

Tearing out the Seams

Twwp! Hssh! Twwp!

With my surgery coming up and in my feeble house decorating mode, I had decided that I was going to make an ottoman…

The seams on the curtain wiggle and tore back and forth as I patiently cut them outfit seemed almost like a curtain surgery. Sounds like there’s a joke to be had there but I can’t put my thumb on it.

The below-average ecstatic DIY-er that I am was so confident that I’d have this ottoman down-tap in no time. Little did I know. The project took two days and amassed around 5-6 hours of my time.

Though I am no carpenter, I successfully finished this project. My inspiration came from a Youtube video below.

Can it be done?-How to Make a Cardboard Ottoman

I followed the instructions but my efforts in comparison to above video are… a bit, shall we say, different..? Mine is not nearly as fancy as the one in the video.

Really, looking at it, it’s kind of like a piece of abstract art—Open to interpretation.

Is it a table? Is it a dog bed? gift box?

I plan on storing books in it and then for a foot rest. I have a lot of books and not enough shelf space. Besides, I’ll be moving from this residence soon and it will cut a lot of the book packing hassle, since they’ll already be in a box–ottoman.