Guest Blog: Into the Mist

I was clearing my head last night and starting writing down about what people see. Sometimes it's too foggy to see ahead and sometimes we want to stop. We get scared of the unknown behind the wall of fog. We stand still, unsure of what to do. Do you go through? How far does it continue for? What happens if you get lost? There are multiple of unknowns. So what is the other side? The other side is beautiful. The other side is peaceful. The other side is free. The other side is clean. How do I know? I've been through the fog. But trust me when I say that it doesn't stay that way forever. There are always decisions to be made, bills to be paid, and the world won't stop turning. It can be very ea

Monday Musings...How to Get a Good Night's Sleep!

There are two kinds of people in the world: the surface thinkers and the deep thinkers. If you are reading this blog you are likely in the latter category. The difference is simple. The surface thinkers skim over thoughts and emotions, seldom letting things enter their head space and even more rarely allowing them to descend into the deeper recesses of their mind. Surface thinkers appear to coast through the day, with little concern about issues surrounding them or others, and they generally display a positive demeanour. When troubles come, they most often blow them off and say things like: "Don't worry. It will get better." They are the minimizers, the shruggers, the Pollyanna types. (Note

Monday Musings....Making Sense of Suicide

The city of Woodstock is still unsettled in the aftermath of tragedy. Five youth have died by suicide since January 2016 and at least 36 attempts have been reported by police in that same length of time. My previous blog post discussed youth mental health and the impact that listening to youth can have. And so I am glad that the students staged a walkout to demand some help and some answers, and most importantly that the powers-that-be would listen to their pleas. There seems to be two ‘camps’ that people of all ages tend to fall into when we look back posthumously. The first camp includes those who never showed signs that they were suicidal. They appeared happy, were going to work or school

Monday Musings…Is Anybody Listening?

“It was nice giving my thoughts and feelings on how I feel mentally,” the 17 year old male wrote. When you give students a platform, especially when it’s anonymous, they will write what they think. This was one of several statements written by high school students in our area as they helped myself and my student team enter their head space. It has been a year-long endeavour to craft a curriculum to meet the needs of grade 12 students as they get ready to launch themselves into independence. It is probably the most exhilarating and yet terrifying experience a young person goes through: choosing a school, deciding to work, living on your own. So much freedom and yet so much fear. It’s interes

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