My first job is with a mentoring agency in town. I have so far been helping college-aged dudes establish themselves in the Boulder area through life coaching efforts. It’s been a bit of a struggle to not have as much therapeutic input as I did in wilderness therapy because I don’t work in that steeped a therapeutic atmosphere. I go out for coffee, lunches, music shows, and I talk about life with my guys. The transition occupationally is more the application of therapeutic tools that my mentees have learned previous to working with me, and less the theoretical pontification. And I enjoy it. It’s flexible, most of my clients are cool, and I’m looking forward to the holiday craziness giving the process a little more consistency.
My second job is at a residential treatment center, at which
I work with my good friend Julia. This
also is not the most intense therapeutic atmosphere—and if you’re seeing a
pattern here it’s that I’m struggling to shift my job expectations. Toning the clinical concentration down a bit
in order to work in different models. I’ll
get it.
My community ranges from friends visiting (i.e. Kate Taylor
with long talks, Andrew with dumpster food, Darcy with crazy after parties, John and Lisa with all of their pups),
friends from of old (i.e. Julia from 2NE, Kris and Melissa from Flagstaff,
Amanda from Costa Rica/MI, Seth from IWU,…), and new friends (i.e. Marty a
climbing partner, Chase and Matt—family dinner buddies, and deep talk
thinkers). Always I’m open to meeting
new people, and not to the neglect of close friends.| City skating in Denver |
Kris and Mel, mentioned above just invited me to climb with
them outside at North Table. I’m so
psyched that I can still climb outside in the winter here!
Family vacation was fun as Mama, Papa, Steve, Christina and
her fiancé, Zac, came out to Boulder! We
rented a vacation home not far from my apartment. It was the perfect amount of allowing one
another space and therefore really enjoying the time with had together.
| Xina's gift to Zac |
| Steve guessing what's inside the wrapping paper. Mama, Papa, and Scott (a friend from college looking on). |
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