Learning on the Job

Mar12

Two months have passed. I’m finally on the new IT system, with a work laptop for hot-desking, and I’m due to get access to the database social workers use.

In the last month, I’ve had to deal with a lot of challenging and overwhelming situations, which I term as “blips” when I cannot cope with them. When I cry during the drive home, I’m clearly not in a space to adequately handle my emotions – making the commute dangerous. When I have to retreat to the bathroom because I’m so close to shouting and swearing and enraged, I’m aware that I’ve neglected my work duties in order to maintain my mental health.

I don’t see these blips as punishable actions, but as a less-than-desirable experience, that I put down to my new-ness.

Communication

When talking to my colleagues about these blips, I’m constantly told that it’s “not a blip, it’s just all new” or “it sounds like you did everything perfectly. You’ve clearly got the potential for this.”

It’s definitely a comfort that the issues I’m experiencing are things felt by the rest of the team in their own ways.

Last Wednesday, I spoke to the senior practitioner, and she asked what I needed to make the Tuesday course run smoother.

Having spent five hours looking after children who haven’t got boundaries or understanding of “no”, we then sit in a room and talk about the parent’s progress for what has lasted a further four and a half hours.

This second discussion is very emotional, and requires everyone’s input and views on each parent. I find out about their back-story, what the children I’m watching must have experienced; and without a break (we eat lunch with the families) it turns out I just cannot process all of my own thoughts and emotions.

After both of the Tuesday sessions we’ve run, I’ve had to leave early, cried while driving home, and texted my partner to come online early. Neither Tuesday could I eat dinner.

Managing Stress

In both cases, on the Wednesday morning, I’ve been able to talk to a colleague about it. But for that Tuesday night, I feel like a complete failure at my job. A week in, crying is allowed. The true realities of the job hit home. Two and a half months, though…

It doesn’t sit well that the crying hasn’t even decreased a little.

But I have my laptop now, so the senior practitioner talked about me writing my thoughts down quietly in the corner and she even suggested I completely disengage and switch off from listening until I’m ready to process the new information. I was glad to find out she agreed with my concerns – that the sessions aren’t structured and there’s no proper time-keeping.

And whenever I bring up a concern that I’m not handling things as I wish I were; I’m told that I’m doing everything right, that I’ve done so well to enter the team at this time, and that they’ve not felt this busy and struggled this much in years.

Creating Gaps

All I can do is take each day as it comes.

Today I know I’ll have to ask that child to pick up the toys about five hundred times. I know those two babies will cry and set each other off.

And I know that I need to take my laptop into the meeting following. I know that I need to go to the loo and grab my belongings before I sit down.

I’m learning that I need to create a break for myself; that I need a time to process when no one else provides a gap.

– Rose –

Looking to the Future

Feb5

Last week I had supervision. I didn’t cry, so it was automatically 200% times better than last time.

My manager made a comment that she could see me moving up the career ladder and not staying in this role forever. I took it as a compliment that she thinks I’m capable of more and clearly she thinks I’m motivated to do well. That’s all grand.

I also noticed fear and confusion though. I hadn’t thought about it – I’ve only been here six weeks. I’m worried about tomorrow morning, not a year from now. But it got me thinking.

The Path Ahead

One colleague in the same job role as me always talks about how she loves it, and her reasons are so believable. I’ve listened to her and thought ‘yes, this is fab and I always wanted to do this stuff’ and “you’re right, that must be the best feeling ever”.

And then I shadowed an assistant social worker who suggested my new colleague and I do a social work qualification. I could do it alongside my current job, funded and so on… That way I’d have more knowledge and job security as social workers are always needed.

But do I want to? Yes, it would mean job security, but in a job I don’t think I’d like. Knowledge is good, but if I got pushed into that job role, I think I would be unhappy.

With an open mind, I listened, smiled, said I’d think about it.

Forks in the Road

At this point, I’ve been in the social service industry for seven weeks. I don’t have a clue what I want to do in the future.

I applied last year for doctorate training in psychology. I thought it perfect for me; the idea of teaching CBT because, just as this blog was set up and I taught Shiva Nata – I want to help people help themselves. To teach them how to learn life’s lessons alone, so they have control.

Right now, I’m teaching how to budget, meal plan, how to deal with anger and stress… Teaching parents with young kids, who will learn from the parents I have taught.

To me, that sounds even more perfect. No extra social work training or new job necessary.

Either way, I need a solid year in this job before looking at others or trying to get onto qualification training.

But the subject won’t leave me.

If I do want to do further study, I need to do it quick. My mental health experience will be “out of date” soon enough, and I cannot afford to change my path after devoting five years here; when I plan to make some big changes in my life.

I just celebrated 6 years with my partner. I’m thinking about co-habiting and kids, moving from my heat-inefficient flat and now what kind of career I might want.
If I have to move to be with my partner, that means leaving this county. My job isn’t very often required, and I’d likely have to work weekends for less money in another county.

But I want kids more than I want a career.

So the path ahead is dark, and I’m taking the option to trust in the path I’ve chosen, and to enjoy the next seven months; until I need seriously re-consider my next steps forward.

– Rose –

Star-Seeking: The Break Down

Jan22

Reaching for potential, I have three main goals for 2013. Last year I spent time breaking them down and weeks explaining them… and then forgot about them.

This year, I’ve ignored January in terms of my goals so that I can settle into my new job and focus on making sure I can pay the rent. Now I’m feeling more settled, I wanted to break down my 3 focuses into manageable and measurable tasks.

Reduce Excess

I don’t remember when I began the journey toward minimalism, but as I’ve now nearly finished moving out of my parent’s house, I can safely say it’s going well. I still have more than I wish I had; but it’s certainly in progress. It all fits in a one-bed flat and I’ll be working to keep only what I use in my new role as a worker, a woman, a twenty-something-year-old.

I’m also going to reduce the “laziness” and junk food, perhaps cutting down on certain foods or by creating new meals and exercise routines. Either way, I’m reducing my intake of bad things, as well as bringing new patterns into my life.

Action Points:

- Every ‘thing’ must ‘fit’ comfortably in my flat. If not, something’s got to go. Check every 3 months for “excess”.

Creation

I want to get back to creating as a regular practise – be that art and crafts, meditation, or bringing about new patterns into my life. I’m hoping to get back into my old exercise routine and increase the healthy snacks before cutting down on the negative pieces.

My proposed exercise is simple – to dance and do yoga, to do a few strength-building practices and get outside, walking once a month at minimum (it seems having a car has completely removed my ability to go for a walk).

Having co-run meditation sessions for nearly four years, I want to get back to regular meditation. It helps me feel more balanced and gives me the mental strength to handle my feelings, particularly with my job, not just reading files of abuse, but meeting families themselves.

2 & 3 & 4

- Jan – March = settling in, get meditating once a week. Write novel / draw / dance for an hour a week.

- April – June = increase good food. Start regular strength exercise.

- July – September = Reduce sugary food and get outside once a month

- October – December = Find exercise outside of my home, and reduce processed food

Learning as a Scholar

Once more, I want to embrace that vision of myself as a bookworm, nerd and scholar. I want to learn about the quantum physics behind the oxygen I breathe, the neuroscience behind the effects of caffeine and gain general knowledge about the world around me.

Two weeks ago, my manager said she’d picked me for the job because I seemed to be a “sponge” able to pick up knowledge and skills quickly.

I was rather chuffed by the comment!

Part of understanding my world includes my faith and the stories of this country, of my ancestors. This is where my OBOD home study course comes in. I want to know myself; why I am who I am and why I believe what I do. What my predecessors believed and why. This links back to “take a walk once a month”.

5 & 6

- Read two books a month

- Read at least one OBOD lesson a month (even if it takes longer to do the exercises

- Watch 4 ‘factual’ programmes a month

So those are my measurable goals for 2013. And if I start to forget, I have my themes to at least keep me on track.

I am heading for potential and improvement; seeking the stars.

– Rose –

Downsizing to Upsize

Dec18

room 001 I’m all moved in!

Pictures to follow =)

I’ve moved into a flat containing four rooms – a bathroom, kitchen, living room and bedroom. It also includes a small linen closet and hot water cupboard.

Having lived in shared accommodation for four years, my belongings are used to occupying a total of three kitchen cabinets, a tiny bit of worktop-space and one 9’ by 9’ room. While living there for 30 weeks of the year, I had an entire bedroom full of belongings back here, in my 9’ x 10’ bedroom.

Although my efforts have been sporadic, I’ve been ‘down-sizing’ in order to fit everything in my bedroom again ~ having two 9×9 room’s worth of stuff in one 9×10 room is… cluttered. Especially as my parents have added a sofa bed to my room that never used to be there.

Upping My Space

While trying to explain my de-cluttering, I’ve come up an argument I wasn’t prepared for: “But you’ll have more space”.

I’m technically now living in four rooms; and my “stuff” would probably have fitted into these rooms – I’ve not measured them, but both the bedroom and living room are a bit bigger than the 9×10 room.

The kitchen is small, but compared to what I’m used to having: two fridge shelves, 3 cupboards and a tiny bit of space for my cups to sit on; I now have about 10 cupboards and a whole fridge and freezer. I have the whole bathroom not just a corner shelf (though I don’t need any more room than that, to be fair).

But that’s not the point.
As I said last week – for one thing, it needs to fit in two cars for the move.
Secondly; I hated how cluttered the room at my parent’s house felt. I didn’t feel productive or free there. I’d wake up, eyes opening to the big sofa in front of me, and every surface full of items. Even knowing that my wardrobe drawers were overflowing – despite not being able to see them – it weighed me down.

The Fresh Start

The point of this move, apart from the fact I was applying for jobs in Sussex and got offered one in Haywards Heath; which is too far to drive to from my parent’s house… was for a fresh start. For my stuff and for me.

The room at my parent’s house is covered in posters of animals, and of the characters from Charmed. I had a tapestry of Mickey Mouse that was a gift for my first birthday, and the paint includes prints of purple rabbits. It homed a CD player I no longer use, and notebooks FULL of diary entries I wrote in 2003. There were unused items and discarded toys…

This room was one of memories; but I’m no longer that 5-year-old who likes rabbits, that 10-year-old who loves the character Roo (see picture), that 15-year-old who loves Charmed.

This isn’t just about removing things I don’t use or love, but about letting go of things that are incongruent with who I want to be. am

In this flat, I am Katy Rose MSc, Children’s Caseworker; and I want to be able to embrace this sense of self without all the baggage of my childhood.

Do your items still match who you are and what you do?

Do you actually spend time with your items, using them?

– Rose –

The Alchemy of New Beginnings

Dec11

room 002 Redefinition Alchemy is a system which allows me to live my life as usual, while making my self happier.

I re-word my experiences and focus on supporting myself; and thus making my life seem better – both at the time and when I look back on it.

Over the last four months, I’ve been living with my parents, job-seeking, re-learning to drive and de-cluttering my room.

So the posts here have focused a lot on those aspects.

Beginnings and Endings

On Friday, I move into my own flat.

On Monday, I begin my new job.

And though I’ve lived in two sets of accommodation at university; my parents seem to be treating this as me officially moving out; and are set the idea of all my bedroom furniture (minus my bookcase as I will eventually take that) being dismantled once I’ve left. So, although I’ve pared down from 3 bedrooms of stuff to 1, I’ve still got more than I’d ever need in my new flat, and I need to empty the desk and drawers I’ve been keeping things in for twenty years.

I’m okay at dealing with the sentimental side, but the practicality of getting rid of all the ‘useable’ items still gets to me. I have pens and pencils, half-used notepads, nail varnish, ornaments, body sprays, make-up and old university notes I may still one day need…

But I don’t want to take 3 boxes of university notes I may not need, especially when it needs to fit in a single car.

Dad’s car will be full – carrying a desk, an office chair, a chair-bed to sleep on, bedding, my television and suitcase of clothes. If there is any room, it’ll be cuddly toys, toiletries, and books.

Then my smaller car will be for my files (banking notes, relevant uni notes, druid studies, novel-notes), pots, pans, laptop, speakers, lamp, extension leads, folding seats, car documents/manual, first aid stuff, hot water bottle, vacuum cleaner, hair-drier, jewellery, make-up, shoes, blankets, whiteboard, drawing supplies etc.

De-cluttering

So I need to fit all of my belongings into two cars (mine and my dad’s) in order to live in my two rooms (bedroom and living room).

As my kitchen stuff fits in two boxes and is still packed from university and the currently packed other belongings all fit in three boxes. I guess the idea of my stuff all fitting in one car will just have to be true by Thursday night when I pack it all into my boot and back-seats.

I also have things like playing cards, money box, sat nav, hairbrush and my sewing box, toolkit – things I don’t really think of at the time, but that will be helpful to have living on my own. I’m taking a large, see-through plastic cup to a) act as a vase, and b) help me put out the inevitable spiders that I can’t stand.
I have two more days to pare down to the essentials; leaving two boxes to come down at a later date with my non-essential but “would-be-nice” things (including presents for friends and ornaments that I love).

How much stuff are you comfortable owning?

How would you go about moving out of your house; what would be essential?

– Rose –

Creating Potential: Giving

Dec4

dec 003 I talk a lot about ‘potential’ in this blog.

But what is potential, in terms of your every day life?

In 2010, I was a University student, realising that the lessons from my parents were not the only way to live.

At the beginning of the year, I made a pledge to donate money to charity. I grew up with my mother buying brooches and out of special charity catalogues. And with my father saying how expensive the items were in them; or how she didn’t need another brooch.

Stop Waiting for Destiny

A couple of weeks ago, I found a blog post that made me think about that choice. I’m in my early 20s, and I’ve never been taught about the importance of spending, saving and giving. It reminded me that I need to teach myself, and I made that first step back in 2010.

There is nothing to suggest I couldn’t teach myself to give – nothing saying I did not have the potential to be one of those people who gifts.

Last month, I received my WWF “thanks for adopting an animal” update pack – my other half adopted a snow leopard (or some) for my birthday. It reminded me of the post I wrote in 2011, where I was trying to teach myself to give.

I seemed to be reading blogs by people who give their time and money, because they want to. For a while, I think I actually waited for that feeling to arise. I waited to become compassionate, and to want to give.

And then I realised I have to stop waiting, and to make it reality. I have to teach myself to be compassionate in this particular way – to value other’s homelessness over that new book I wanted.

Steady Income

Because I don’t have a steady income, I asked for someone to make a donation for my birthday. I have asked family members to donate to a charity on my behalf again for Yule. I’ve also got a toy to donate to a local Christmas Toy Appeal for children who wouldn’t otherwise have presents.

Through giving in little ways, I’ve found the joy and learned that I want to help people.

Then, something else happened. I got offered a job.

From January, I will have a steady income. And that means I need to learn how to spend, save and give. I was very good at tracking my spending in my first year of university. And then it tapered off.

In two weeks I’ll move into a flat, begin working and have to pay bills, rent, petrol, insurance and learn how to manage all of the different costs.

The Mathematics

For my undergraduate degree, I had student loans.

For my Masters, I only had rent, two bills and food to pay for.

This year I’ll have TV license, 3 bills, internet&phone, insurance, car insurance, petrol, car servicing, rent, credit card payments, council tax, income tax, national insurance tax and student loan repayments*.

*Though the student loan repayment is £39 a month, despite the fact that the interest increases is by over £300 a month.

I found a way to give when I had no income. Now I will have money, I hope I can continue to give; I just need to learn how to balance it. To teach myself the skills I want my future self to have.

I’ll be living on savings until January, and I’ll begin my saving what I can. When the second payslip comes, I can look at my saving, spending and sharing.

I no that I have the potential to create a cushion of savings, still afford food, and give to those in need.

What could you potentially do or become?

What’s the first step to creating that future you?

– Rose –

Feeling Supported During Change

Nov27

Last week, I was officially given a start date for my new job. I headed onto the internet to request flat viewings, and was grateful I could email rather than ring.

I’m officially going to view some this weekend, which means this abstract idea of having to be an adult is actually coming true.

And the anxiety crept in.

A conversation about it on Twitter essentially went like this (hope they won’t mind me paraphrasing) :

Them: “You’re afraid? I guess that’s fair. Once you get over your fear, you’ll find out how empowering it is.”

Me: “I know it’s empowering – I want to be out of this house, and to have the freedom to be my own person again. But it still scares me – I have so many fears from spiders and dirt to murderers and silence.”

Them: “Wow, and you’re a neuroscientist! I suggest you secure the entrances and exits.”

Living in a World of Fear

I don’t feel bad about these fears, because my awareness of them means I can prepare for those feelings. I can input systems that will support me.

Through awareness of the things that will cause me to be less-than-happy, I can shift things to make myself more comfortable.

- I’m looking at getting LED lights (minimal energy, rechargeable batteries to save cost/the planet) so that I never need to be in the dark if I don’t want to.

- I’m only looking at non-ground floor or non-maisonette flats, as I fear people breaking in through doors and windows. A burglar is less likely to break into my room 3 floors up having coming through the internal hallways full of CCTV cameras, and then pick my door of all the identical doors.

- I’m deliberately not watching shows like Merlin and The Vampire Diaries so that in that first week or so of adjustment, I can stay in and watch things that will create light and noise (TV): The likelihood of a vampire or a guard of Camelot with a sword breaking into my room is so much less than any crime show.

- I’m even choosing furniture comprised of a wooden frame and cloth cover – so that if I do get that old feeling of “monsters-under-the-bed” or even severe-OCD-type symptoms* again, I can lift the cloth up and see everything, clean and safe.

- As my CD player has broken, I’m taking my TV which I can plug a USB stick into, to play music while I sleep (it has an auto-turn-off function after X hours). This won’t use much energy(or money) and allows me to not listen to silence.

Shifts and Security

These things aren’t new – I’ve slept with music on since I was 11, I’ve got a curtain across my bookcase that’s always rolled up, and I still have a night-light. I even have a star-light that puts constellations on the ceiling.

This isn’t me being afraid of moving, but recognising that I won’t be comfortable at first, and trying to make it as comfortable as possible. Especially as I may move in just the day before I begin working.

Everyone has fears, and that’s something that makes us human. But in recognising those fears, we can find ways to support ourselves, and find the extra help we’ll need.

My fear used to stop me from living, but now I can embrace them as puzzles to solve.
And solve them I will.

How do you deal with change?
Do you know how to support yourself?

– Rose –

* I don’t have OCD as it doesn’t cause me upset and doesn’t affect things outside of my own living space; but it would be silly to think every person looks at a cupboard and worries how dirty the inside of it is or cleans cutlery that is already clean in the kitchen drawer.

Noticing in Alchemy: Lists

Nov20

Redefinition Alchemy is heavily-dependent upon noticing.

If I don’t realise I’m angry at something, I can’t stop myself being angry about it.

If I feel okay as I am, I won’t make an effort to change.

And alchemy is all about changing something – a thought, perception, experience or action.

The Reading Habit

In 2009 I realised I had no idea which books I had and hadn’t read out of the 200 in my bookcase. So I began writing down every book I finished reading, with a note about how much I enjoyed it.

I’ve always loved reading, and think of myself as an avid reader.

But for the year of 2011, I read a total of 12 books. In my mind, that doesn’t mean an “avid” reader. That’s a “reader”.

I could see that in 2010, I’d read 26.

So this year, I made the goal to read 26 books again – that’s one a fortnight.

By July, I’d read 19. Feeling chuffed, I turned my attention to my dissertation, and then my reading ended, until last week, when I had to force myself to get back into the reading process. I have 5 weeks to read another 4 books.

Through taking these notes, I became aware that the label was no longer true, and that I wanted to get back into a habit that I knew sustained me.

The Writing Habit

In 2009, I also began the challenge for National Novel Writing Month; to write 50,000 words of fiction in 30 days. This involved keeping a track of your daily word-count.

This year, however, I’ve taken it a step further. Rather than knowing I can write 7,000 words of fiction in a day, I’ve take notes about how long I spent writing.

In 2009, I found I could write about 1000 words in 45 minutes.

This year? Those 7000 words were written in less than 4 hours throughout the day. If you’re interested, I update my progress, including the charts and graphs depicting my words-per-hour statistics here.

Taking Notes

So now, I’m finding other ways to notice, to take notes and to build on my own understanding. I write to-do lists, talk in my monthly newsletter about my goals, and try to keep track of how I’m feeling during each of these times.

When I know a month has been tiring and stressful, I can look at my lists – did I read any books, meditate, write, talk to my best friend, take my iron tablet or exercise?

If I didn’t, why not. In previous months, did it help to do those things?

Tracking

Throughout taking notes, I’m able to plot the way my brain and body work, and can steer my actions towards the future self I want to create.

I know that “the-me-in-three-years” enjoys reading, still writes and is relatively fit (ideally). So that means I need to read, write and exercise now.

If you’ve ever tried to make goals like these, you’ll know it’s easier said than done. But through tracking my progress and noticing patterns, I can give myself the motivation I need, and pick times of the day when I know I’ll get the most out of the new habit.

How do you keep track of your behaviour?

Do you have any goals you still haven’t met?

– Rose –

Physical Alchemy: De-cluttering and Labels

Nov15

Most of the work I talk about here on the blog is the mental stuff – thoughts and feelings; the anger and the fear.

But today, I got back on top of my de-cluttering mission and did some physical alchemy.

And I don’t just mean I’ve turned a shelf of clutter into an empty shelf.

Definitions and How They Define

A lot of the items in my bedroom are twenty years old.

I used to used enjoy playing with cuddly toys and I used to paint watercolours (though having thought about it, I didn’t enjoy it even then).

While going through the drawers under my bed, I found my unfinished tapestry (which I did enjoy) and an attempt at knitting that I began when I was 7 and tried to continue at university (yes, both times involved working on the same bright green scarf I would never wear).

At first, I began using the typical advice: do I love it, it is pretty, when did I last use it and can I recycle it? As it turned out, I sat down and completed a line of the tapestry there and then. But I think it has to go.

I used to like drawing, singing and making things. Looking back, I think “yes, I’d love to do that again” and thus, the item stays.

However, thinking about the present, I can see it isn’t that simple.

* * *

These days, I like to game, to dance like Shiva and to write novels. I prefer to sit in a beanbag with a book and some green tea to painting with the television on. I prefer documentaries about the universe over soaps, and top gear re-runs over game shows.

I used to write poems about depression. Now I’m embracing my new social work role, working with families. I used to have emotions I couldn’t control, and needed various spaces for emotional release.

Now, I‘m planning for the long hours, and know I’ll want to fall onto my bed with a movie instead.

Instead of sitting here thinking what don’t I like anymore, I’m focusing on my new role, and what she, as my future self, will need in her flat.

And that changes the whole game.

Instead of looking at that paint collection and thinking “I’ve always painted. I’m good at it,” I’m thinking “will I have the time and patience to paint, or will I want to game?”

Right. Catz 4 is staying, the watercolour tubes are in the car-boot box.

Do you still think of yourself as a painter?

When did you last pick up that paintbrush?

– Rose –

Are you in need of some alchemy?
Head to the Alchemy Forge to see what I can do for you.

Key Principles of Alchemy: Defining My Role

Nov6

- You always have a choice
- One choice is always to “do it differently”

Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results. – Albert Einstein -

An Example

Growing up, I saw criticism dealt with in two ways.
My mother would apologise and feel guilty.
My father would deny it, insult you for making accusations and usually do the thing more to show you it was fine and needed no criticism.

As a child, I grew up always reacting to criticism by crying and apologising. I then realised that didn’t work and started to fight back, angrily refusing to acknowledge the comment.
Then I noticed that that too, didn’t really work. Being angry and feeling “right” feels better than feeling guilty and crying… and the criticism usually didn’t reappear. But it didn’t make my life work any better.

* * *

I met my partner, began seeking criticisms on my poetry, left home and discovered a third option: I can accept the comment and evaluate its truth.
Then I can make a decision.

*** I can choose to ignore the comment, saying that I’m happy doing X action in X way. Or I can look at changing it. ***

This does not require crying or yelling, I feel happier about my own behaviour, and I can graciously accept their opinion.
That’s alchemy.

Simplicity

It makes every situation sound simple, putting it in an algorithm like that. And in essence, most of the techniques used in self-development are simple to understand.

However, that doesn’t make them easy.
Sometimes those choices are made with your head and not your heart.
And that’s why I’m here. To ease the journey, to help keep you on track and to give you support.
The Alchemy Forge is your first step to accessing help on this journey.

* * *

I have moved back in with my parents for a bit, while I find a flat and car, until my new job begins. That means moving back into a place that stunts my growth, feels unsafe, has bad memories and where I am re-conditioned every day by the negativity I was brought up with.
I’m back in that bedroom where I prayed to any God who may exist, and where I used to muffle my crying in case I got yelled at for “being too loud”.
And that is a choice. Because I chose not to get a part-time job this year, I chose this. I knew at the time that this would be a consequence.
And with that awareness, I’ve been building systems into my parent’s house. I’ve recycled my old diaries where I wrote about those bad experiences, I’m halving my belongings and in the process of making space for my future, I’ll be letting go of my past.

Support

I’m an alchemist. I’ve been redefining my life since those dark days 8 years ago. I began my alchemy apprenticeship within that very bedroom.
You may not have experienced redefinition before now, and that’s where my role begins. I can help you redefine your mental space, your physical brain, the rooms of your house and the way you see the world.
I’ve walked this path in three houses, worked on all aspects and I’ve found what doesn’t work as often as what does.
This is what redefinition alchemy is all about. And this is my role.

– Rose –