The Week In Quotes

Nothing brings people together more, than mutual hatred- Henry Rollins
I like Henry, he’s a good guy and I respect his honesty about life, his and life in general.
He’s my first choice because at 7am the other morning, I was headed to my volunteer job feeling crusty and mad that no one, as usual, got up to let me sit…I’m not lazy, it’s legit pain…
and this one woman kept saying ‘excuse me’ and muttering expletives to herself…and I couldn’t move, the bus was still rolling to a stop and I’m not hopping on one leg to roll out the red carpet….so I gave her the look of death and allowed her to brush past me, annoyed and groggy in the chill of the morning air.

Don’t minimize the importance of luck in determining life’s course. – Alex Trebek

I got a text a few days ago that I didn’t respond to until today.

The woman was a job lead who remembered me, told me there were 2 positions open for the crisis centre I want to work at and she would put in a good word for me!

She said, “I remember you. You’re awesome, if I didn’t think so, I wouldn’t recommend you,” I’m always thrown for a loop when receiving praise.

If I get this job my salary and work experience for psychology will jump exponentially.

So random and lucky –I feel blessed.

“We are changed souls; we don’t look at things the same way anymore. For there was a time when we expected the worst. But then the worst happened, did it not? And so we will never be surprised again.”  ―    Douglas Coupland

My clients remind me of how things happen to them that are so changing, they affect you on a molecular level.

Traumas affect them that are so unspeakable that I cannot wrap my mind around the reason for their insistence on continued survival.

For that, I respect them and honouring them by shutting the fuck up and listening…I offer no solutions and sit with them like a silent witness to their pain.

For that genuine knowledge that sometimes my silent observance is my best offering, is something I think that makes them track my shifts and call me when they know I am there and the spotlight is all theirs and I won’t be stupid or presumptuous with them.

I am their willing student. They are my dear and tender teachers.

The concept of two people living together for 25 years without a serious dispute suggests a lack of spirit only to be admired in sheep. –A.P Herbert
I think my wife and I have about 1 fight per week and those are just snits we get in over random things.
The other day she was growing a little obsessive about something that we’re both working on and I might’ve snapped a little.
I didn’t say anything rude or swear but I was short with her.
It’s her reaction to me when I snap that brings me back and makes me think, ‘hey monkiss, shut your hole and stop your temper tantrum’.
Her pretty eyes and her softened voice breaks my heart a little and then I realise….she’s often the more dominant of the 2 of us…
I suppose it’s shocking to both of us when I go off the rails.
Oh pms you bastard.

Luck is relative

So maybe I didn’t get lucky with my health lately, I’ve visited the hospital more times than most health care staff.

But I am extremely lucky in other ways.

It’s -20 celcius here today, bloody ass cold but sunny and either way, I can’t get out my front door.

The UPS guy drops a package on the front step and my mother in law says, ‘it’s for you.’

“huh” i say, I haven’t ordered anything, I’m not expecting anything.

I open the package to find a copy of the book, A Fine Balance, by Rohinton Mistry and the name of my dear friend Michele.

She’s been having a difficult time lately and we’ve been sending one another letters of humour and encouragement.

If it wasn’t for her, I don’t know how I would have gotten through a new school, a divorce and being an outcast at the age of twelve.

She was a young teacher with whom I had good conversations with while my classmates were chasing each other and talking about boys.

Thank you Michele, for the gift of the book and your friendship.


In everyone’s life, at some time, our inner fire goes out. It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being. We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit.
Albert Schweitzer