This weeks reading was different. We had this exercise before and it helped me understand my own writing techniques. This time I looked at from a client's perspective and how they write or don't. I do believe that it allows a tiny glimpse into their thought processes. Are they indirect with their thought process, do I need to read between the lines of what they are saying or except it at face value. It made me think of clients and how I may have miss read them but IF I would have applied writing with thought I may have dug a little deeper to find the true meaning. I do see this as a great tool to use when working with clients...
**eeeeeek, forgot to publish. oops
Sunday, April 21, 2013
Sunday, April 7, 2013
Pathway to I think I done this before....
I have a funny feeling that I have wrote a similar blog on this topic in the near past...
With the need to improve my writing skills it does not hurt to do it again. One of my hang ups, if you will, with writing is that I don[t like doing it. Procrastination sets in because I dread writing, I feel like I am being critiqued constantly about it.
I believe I make great points but it they are lessened by my writing skills. Sigh. The road blocks are a personal struggle.
My brain works from both sides. First and foremost I am a logical and analytic I play out every possible scenario in my head. When I am working with a family, I think a long time about the direction a family is going in. When logic and the analytic side of the brain do not work...I move to the creative side to help the family.
My motto has always been; every person every time. This is so that my integrity will not be questioned. In addition, I will never work with a family that I do not give my all. I will offer service after service and be creative in doing so. I will give direction but ultimately if the family does not reunify it is not going to be because I did not offer some service or did not give my all.
It is interesting to look how the brain works and which side pulls different ways of looking at life or situations. It gives us such insight to people and how they operate. It is a valuable learned lesson so that we are able to work with families as we are in tune with ourselves.
With the need to improve my writing skills it does not hurt to do it again. One of my hang ups, if you will, with writing is that I don[t like doing it. Procrastination sets in because I dread writing, I feel like I am being critiqued constantly about it.
I believe I make great points but it they are lessened by my writing skills. Sigh. The road blocks are a personal struggle.
My brain works from both sides. First and foremost I am a logical and analytic I play out every possible scenario in my head. When I am working with a family, I think a long time about the direction a family is going in. When logic and the analytic side of the brain do not work...I move to the creative side to help the family.
My motto has always been; every person every time. This is so that my integrity will not be questioned. In addition, I will never work with a family that I do not give my all. I will offer service after service and be creative in doing so. I will give direction but ultimately if the family does not reunify it is not going to be because I did not offer some service or did not give my all.
It is interesting to look how the brain works and which side pulls different ways of looking at life or situations. It gives us such insight to people and how they operate. It is a valuable learned lesson so that we are able to work with families as we are in tune with ourselves.
Saturday, March 30, 2013
Pathway to writing
My mom always told me to, "Do it right the first time." This weeks activity was very difficult to complete...I honestly do not know what blocks me. So I draw... One of the first things that stood out was perfection, I know I am never going to be perfect at it...so why try.
The next was, I write how I speak...at least that is what several people have told me and yes it made it on the activity.
With that being said, (there was a few other things on the paper) but these two stood out. Analyzing the drawing the one thing that I do know about myself. Once I am done with a paper I do not want to go back, so I do not do rough drafts. I feel that in and of itself is accomplishment to get the paper back. This single actions creates a lot of headache for myself, because I dread receiving papers back.
I am willing to make changes and not second guess myself...
First step read my paper at least once throw before I turn it in. I know rough drafts are suppose to be read and reread but baby steps.
Friday, March 15, 2013
Pathways to mental health
Mental Health what a slippery slope.
In our reading this week, we read about the lack of mental health services within the native american culture or the inadequate mental health services. This got me thinking on the bigger picture of mental health and current budget cuts. It infuriates me that the most needed services in America is to the oppressed populations are being cut. Why? It is because oppressed populations lack the voice, mobility, and mental capacity to be able to speak out and fight for their needs. When I am looking at it from the budget cuts perspective it is easy to cut because they are going to get little to no resistance from people or special interest groups. Why, because they do NOT have a VOICE and have been beaten down for a long time or forever and have given up on the fight. It truly makes me sad.
Here we are in the social work field to create change and to help clients onto a better path, in my case in rural america, with limited services to choose from. We have limited income and rare services and we are suppose to make everyone's unique story or life fit into a one size fits all service. Ya, that is going to create the change we want or need. (sarcastic)
One thing that I have learned about myself is that I do not stay in my sandbox well...we need to advocate for the clients to help the change process.
In our reading this week, we read about the lack of mental health services within the native american culture or the inadequate mental health services. This got me thinking on the bigger picture of mental health and current budget cuts. It infuriates me that the most needed services in America is to the oppressed populations are being cut. Why? It is because oppressed populations lack the voice, mobility, and mental capacity to be able to speak out and fight for their needs. When I am looking at it from the budget cuts perspective it is easy to cut because they are going to get little to no resistance from people or special interest groups. Why, because they do NOT have a VOICE and have been beaten down for a long time or forever and have given up on the fight. It truly makes me sad.
Here we are in the social work field to create change and to help clients onto a better path, in my case in rural america, with limited services to choose from. We have limited income and rare services and we are suppose to make everyone's unique story or life fit into a one size fits all service. Ya, that is going to create the change we want or need. (sarcastic)
One thing that I have learned about myself is that I do not stay in my sandbox well...we need to advocate for the clients to help the change process.
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Pathway to Ugh...
Ugh...
The last week and a half has been the MOST emotional week EVER. On February 9th, I lost my best friend, my mother. I had spent the last week in the hospital almost every waking hour with her. I was her advocate. She has been sick with cancer for over two years. The last three weeks she had refused to go to the doctors because I believe she knew and did not want to hear the words. My family urged me to make her go to the doctors. Fortunately I put my social worker cap on and told them she has a right to self-determination. Every day she would recite her birth date, social security number and president of the United States; she knew as I told her often as soon as she was unable to make her own decisions I would take her to the hospital. We often had talks about what she wanted in the end, as painful as they were and the backlash I started to receive from relatives, I followed her directions as it was ultimately her decisions that drove my brother, her love of her life (Jerry) and myself to follow her wishes.
I sit here and reflect on my mother's life... My career path as a social worker started at a very young age. I contribute my calling to social work to my mother. She was a social worker in her own right. Growing up I can remember having all the older people in the neighborhood over for dinner. A couple of times a week my mother would cook dinner for all the elderly people and they would either come to the house for dinner or the children would deliver dinner to them. When ever the elderly need something my mom was there. I really did not realize until this moment how the actions of my mother played a tremendous role in my life.
In the end my mother taught me how to be a social worker more than any book ever could. With two life lessons: the right vs. wrong and respect.
The last week and a half has been the MOST emotional week EVER. On February 9th, I lost my best friend, my mother. I had spent the last week in the hospital almost every waking hour with her. I was her advocate. She has been sick with cancer for over two years. The last three weeks she had refused to go to the doctors because I believe she knew and did not want to hear the words. My family urged me to make her go to the doctors. Fortunately I put my social worker cap on and told them she has a right to self-determination. Every day she would recite her birth date, social security number and president of the United States; she knew as I told her often as soon as she was unable to make her own decisions I would take her to the hospital. We often had talks about what she wanted in the end, as painful as they were and the backlash I started to receive from relatives, I followed her directions as it was ultimately her decisions that drove my brother, her love of her life (Jerry) and myself to follow her wishes.
I sit here and reflect on my mother's life... My career path as a social worker started at a very young age. I contribute my calling to social work to my mother. She was a social worker in her own right. Growing up I can remember having all the older people in the neighborhood over for dinner. A couple of times a week my mother would cook dinner for all the elderly people and they would either come to the house for dinner or the children would deliver dinner to them. When ever the elderly need something my mom was there. I really did not realize until this moment how the actions of my mother played a tremendous role in my life.
In the end my mother taught me how to be a social worker more than any book ever could. With two life lessons: the right vs. wrong and respect.
Wednesday, February 6, 2013
Pathways to Blogger
Wow! I just had a groundhog's day moment signing into
blogger... Sign in, wrong email, contact your administrator as the account is
not activated, ok I can handle this, use the email I created specifically for
this class wrong again! Rinse repeat start all over...sigh. And I sit here
thinking of my fellow class mates who may not be technical (I do
consider myself a little bit technical) The syllabus states
that you should spend 4 hours on this course weekly...yeah but add an extra 30-60
minutes to trouble shoot how to even get onto blogger! Ugh.
I figured it out!
So....here my steps to signing into blogger =)
Ok so you are
logging to HSU to figure out what is do for this week. You check your
email to see responses or notes from teachers, yada yada. You go to 480
and you notice it is blogging week. The stress is escalating anxiety and
frustration is starting to consume you! STOP IT!
1.
Relax.
2. SHUT YOUR BROWSER down (Every browsing
window and tab)
a. The reason why everything has to be shut
down is that your browser is smart, it already knows you were signed into a
type of Google account (HSU utilizes Google email) it automatically
tries to sign you into HSU email. To prevent frustration shut
down your browser and start over with a new browser window.
3.
Open
a new browser window
4.
Go to
Gmail.com
5.
Sign
into the account you created specifically for this class not your .edu account
the .gmail account
6.
Once
you are signed into your account go to the right in the title bar, click on the
more drop down menu
7.
Go to
Blogger and start blogging.
Hopefully this is stress free blogging for the rest of the
semester =)
Friday, November 16, 2012
Pathway to thought process
Google is my friend….thought process.
I was pretty sure when I began this process my thought
process was the same with every situation I encounter. Although with more complex situations the process and stages
are a longer process or repeated several times. rinse and repeat =) argh…
One thing that I have learned is that it is helpful to talk things through with co workers and the best husband in the world to sort through my feelings and my thoughts. I just need to learn that my husband CANNOT read my thoughts...oops I guess I forgot that one. Need to work on that communication...lol
For me it is a process to make the right decision I must rethink
and think everything over and over. I
feel that when I am dealing with children and their families it is not
something we should take lightly. My
thought process is the same for most decisions in my life big or small. Maybe that is why I am mentally exhausted after a tough day
at work… I am sure my coworkers get sick
of me (not really)(smirk). I like to get second, third and fourth opinions. In the spirit of Thanksgiving I am very thankful for my co workers and they know who they are =)
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