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Date: 24 July 2007 20:03:29
After having spent a few years volunteering and carrying out some part-time admin work on a Community Farm, I joined the Other Side. The Other Side of the Office Door, that is, by becoming a mental heatlh support worker in a housing project. It appeared strange to me, at first, to reside in the little room with the confiidential files, the private staff conversations and the hushed phone calls. In previous years I had become more accustomed to the twilight zone environment, similar to that inhabited by the occupants of the house. However, I do believe that the insight afforded me by having known the zone was worth more, in some senses, than any amount of book knowledge and training sessions.
I chose not to make my history known to the tenants, in any sense, and only in a strictly limited sense to my colleagues. I have come to value discretion with regard to my own Achilles Heel, especially as it now only causes the occasional limp, rather than cripple me. Whilst I am aware of that, some would not be so accomodating. So my limp is just that, a limp, not the residue of something far more profound.
I have been in the area of support work ever since, gaining valuable experience and building towards what I see to be a pivotal point in my service of the Lord. This Plot is now on the verge of Hatching. Be on the lookout for a fledgling, WibFolk, for that is where this tale will begin in earnest...