Aug. 28th, 2007
LiveJournal auto-post
Aug. 28th, 2007 07:47 pm( Sorry for spamming your flists; it gave me and error message, and I checked my page and nothing posted. So I tried it again, and again, and got the same results. Then I tried it again and it said it worked, and it posted not only the one that said it worked but one for every time I clicked the button )
I'm leaving all of them up, because they're kind of a kick to read. Sometimes even I can't tell where each fragment comes from.
I'm leaving all of them up, because they're kind of a kick to read. Sometimes even I can't tell where each fragment comes from.
What's been happening in Oregon
Aug. 28th, 2007 10:25 pmSo, I haven't been giving regular updates on my life as I usually do. I'm sorry, I kept meaning to, but CPE was (as it is designed to be) highly stressful, and when I got home I wasn't really in the mood for writing about it--I just wanted to relax and forget as much about it as possible until the next day. As you may recall, I did my CPE at Oregon State Hospital, the mental facility where they filmed One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest.
I don't remember what I've said before, but the point of Clinical Pastoral Education is to find any issues you might have that interfere with your ability to act pastorally/counsel people. And help you deal with them, or at least figure out how to not let them interfere with the counseling. Needless to say, dealing with one's issues can be quite emotionally stressful. My supervisor was very experienced, and very, very good at his job--which I had mixed feelings about, since it would have been much easier for me if he'd been not quite so good, y'know? One of those experiences that one is glad for afterwards because it was valuable, but never never never wants to have again.
( Highlights from this summer )
I don't remember what I've said before, but the point of Clinical Pastoral Education is to find any issues you might have that interfere with your ability to act pastorally/counsel people. And help you deal with them, or at least figure out how to not let them interfere with the counseling. Needless to say, dealing with one's issues can be quite emotionally stressful. My supervisor was very experienced, and very, very good at his job--which I had mixed feelings about, since it would have been much easier for me if he'd been not quite so good, y'know? One of those experiences that one is glad for afterwards because it was valuable, but never never never wants to have again.
( Highlights from this summer )