Start as you mean to go on.

At work – started Monday and only worked a half day, and then had yesterday off for my teenage counselling gig. So, today’s the first full day!

I love it here.

Did I stutter? I. love. it. here.

Things are very slow paced and reflective, so much thought and care is put into everything, and they gave me flowers. Let’s also not forget the numerous office supplies that were laid out for me on my new giant desk. Shivers of delight!

I had clinical supervision this morning and just kept thinking, ‘I can’t believe I’m getting paid to be in group supervision.’ It feels a little like a miracle.

Another miracle is the huge range and scope of therapeutic intervention; I am going to be flexing my therapy muscles every single day and building new ones! Just having a read through the operations manual, and can barely restrain my delight at some of the phrases. I am finally here, this is where my training led, I am a real counsellor.

My training was my gipetto, my last job was my whale (okay, analogy getting a bit blurred here), and now I am a real boy!

That last sentence was so gross I judge myself.

Still, miracles.

At camp we had two staff shirts (designed by me, kids!), and the back of one said, ‘Magic happens every day.’ For me, right here and now, magic might just be this airy office.

Tags: actualize, camp, healing, inspiration, supervision, therapy, training