Untitled Poem
by Gertie
Watching the brook,
babbling as it does in the woods,
gives much needed peace.
Untitled Poem
by Gertie
Watching the brook,
babbling as it does in the woods,
gives much needed peace.
Good Afternoon, World. As many of you know by now if you read my blog regularly, I attempt to improve my blogging skill a little more as well as attempt to follow through on having a schedule. A schedule on what to write when. I hope that makes sense.
I am planning on starting one of WordPress’s courses that I really enjoy to do. It is in hopes to keep you my reader and/or follower interested in reading my blog. Keeping you interested it something that I hope I can do by taking one of WordPress’s courses.
Another idea is go back to having a regular schedule. Here is hoping that I can follow through on this. The schedule as follows:
Sunday: Weekly Plans – this is where I tell you the plans I have for the week
Monday: Writing Prompts – do something that I won’t have to think of the topic
Tuesday: Not sure yet
Wednesday: Special Guest Junior (1st and 3rd Wed.) and Mama Bear (2nd and 3rd Wed.)
Thursday: Educational – Stuff about Mental Health, it’s treatments and so on
Friday: Fun Fact – Just a much of random facts that are weird or cool
Saturday: Weekly Check-in – This is were I inform you of what I did for the week.
Than you for reading my blog. It is very much appreciated. Peace Out, World!!!
Good Morning, World!!! It appears that my new clinician cares. He called me yesterday to do a “check-in” and to inform me of some idea’s he has about my treatment. The one obvious one is having a face to face, one hour, weekly appointment with him. He read some of my chart and realize that weekends are difficult for me. It is because of him figuring thing out he wants to do Friday and Monday check-ins with me. He is just attempting to be a preventative measure at the moment. Something I think is a great idea.
Another idea my new clinician threw out there was to discuss the workbooks I am doing. He likes the idea that I am doing workbooks to help my recovery along. He thinks it would be beneficial to discuss with him what I have done throughout the week with the workbooks. I like this idea and am willing to do this as it could be beneficial for me.
Speaking of recovery, I am think I should end this post for now and work on a workbook. Thank you so much for reading my blog. It is much appreciated from my end. Peace Out, World
Living slowly, adventuring often ✨️
Life is all about being curious, asking questions, and discovering your passion. And it can be fun!
where wellness meets authenticity.
...exposing the truth about Mercy Ministries
The Unspoken Words Worth Writing Down
Not therapy - just gentle support.
Books, Daily Motivational Quotes
Musings on cats, travel, gardens and life
No more whispering.
Books, Passports, and Other Sorts
Delivering you a drop of inspiration!
Life in the Emerald City
A collection of my thoughts as I navigate my way through long term therapy.
Infertility
It's never too early nor too late to start pursuing that dream; live.
On the Way to Wholeness
Valarie's blog, exploring stories of Seattle neighborhoods.
boldly going where no house spouse has gone before.
A daily selection of the best content published on WordPress, collected for you by humans who love to read.
A BLOG ABOUT BEING PAINFULLY HUMAN
A writer with no name 👽
Beating Clubfeet One Step at a Time
Aspire To Inspire
Welcome to My world
Life, Love, & Literature
Extraordinary delight of musicals, books and spirituality
We are present in the millions, yet we remain unheard
a search for inspiration
Musings and books from a grunty overthinker
"A Word of Substance"
Exploring What Captivates, Inspires, and Intrigues.
Warden of Words // Shaper of Stories
Tales from the mouth of a wolf
Breaking Free From The Past, In Hope For A Bigger & Brighter Future
A place where I can be creative and understand me.
Life is the point of learning for sacrifices in the past
Seven Tools for Unleashing Your Creative Self and Transforming Your Life
the literary asylum
The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes. Marcel Proust