Friday, June 24, 2011
Great desires of the heart
I believe that everyone has great desires in their heart. I was talking with a coworker today about life and choices and how things go in life sometimes. I mentioned that I turn 27 this year. In the whole scheme of things, 27 is not that old. Truly, it is not. That said, I watch as people that I have known for years, or for a semester or two get married, which is one of the great desires of my heart. I feel like I have done everything that I have wanted to, and everything that has been asked of me. I have graduated from school, I have gone on a mission, I have gained a great relationship with my family, and yet I have not gotten the one thing that can make me eternally happy, that of a companion. At 18 there was no way that I could have married. By 23 it was looking in that direction, that I could marry and be happy. 23 has come and gone and now, four months out from my 27th birthday I feel truly ready. When will my day come?
Decision day
Today was the day that decisions were made in regards to graduate school entrance. I have been obsessively checking online all day long, and the results are not posted. I was talking with a boss who is also trying to get into the same program as I am at one point today. He said to me, :Jamie, just put it aside and wait until Monday. We probably wont hear anything until then." I then repeated to him a family saying: "Patience is a virtue, posses it if you can. Seldom found in women, and never in a man." Then there is my personal favorite: "Patience is a virtue which I do not have time for." I was talking with another boss and I was expressing frustrations about how my life is really up in the air right now while I wait for information about school and this job that I really want. She said to keep moving foreword and that something will drop soon enough. So comforting, thanks.
Love
Love, according to my friend Webster is defined as : unselfish loyal and benevolent concern for the good of another: as (1) : the fatherly concern of God for humankind (2) : brotherly concern for others.
There is a piece of artwork which I really quite like, and have for years. American Sign Language is my language of choice. Sometimes when I hear people speaking in another language I wish that I had another language, and then I remind myself that I do. I have Sign Language. This piece of artwork is of Christ's hand in the sign for I Love You, showing his palm. I have loved this piece for quite a while, and this last Christmas my parents gave me a copy of that picture in a frame. I have it on a nail in my bedroom, in a place where I can easily see it when I am laying in bed. Many times I have looked at that picture and not thought much of it. I know the symbolism behind it, but until today, it has not had a huge impact on me, at least not the kind of impact that it had today. The last little while have been hard. I was denied Graduate school in March, more and more I feel as though I am missing a very important piece of my life, that of an eternal companion. I yearn for that constant person. To know that there will be someone by my side into the eternities. I have reapplied to graduate school, and today was the day that decisions were made, but I have not heard back yet. I have applied for a few jobs, one I heard back from... they did not want me. That's ok though, I didn't really want them either. With the culmination of everything, I just feel so weighed down. I was sitting on the floor of my bedroom when I laid back and sighed. It was then that I caught a glimpse of the picture, and the meaning behind it. I began to cry. My Savior laid down his life for me. Not just for my sins, but for my pains, my sorrows, my personal struggles. He is there always and he loves me with every fiber of his being. I don't know how, but I know that he has felt the pains of not knowing where ones life is going, even when one feels as though they have done everything that has been asked of them. He knows the pain of wanting something so badly and having to wait, and worrying that the outcome is not what the person wants. He knows what it is like to try and align ones life with the will of the Father. He knows, and he loves me. Each time that I read in 3 Nephi in the Book of Mormon when Christ appears to the Lamanites I want to cry. They thrust their hands in his side, they felt the imprints of the nails in is hands and feet. Some times I try to imagine what that must have been like. I do not think that I will ever be able to look at this picture the same again, for it has truly brought on new meaning. The thing about Sign Language is that it is gestural rather than verbal. There are so many layers of symbolism housed in any piece of artwork and I have uncovered just one of the many layers of this one. A layer that holds so much.
There is a piece of artwork which I really quite like, and have for years. American Sign Language is my language of choice. Sometimes when I hear people speaking in another language I wish that I had another language, and then I remind myself that I do. I have Sign Language. This piece of artwork is of Christ's hand in the sign for I Love You, showing his palm. I have loved this piece for quite a while, and this last Christmas my parents gave me a copy of that picture in a frame. I have it on a nail in my bedroom, in a place where I can easily see it when I am laying in bed. Many times I have looked at that picture and not thought much of it. I know the symbolism behind it, but until today, it has not had a huge impact on me, at least not the kind of impact that it had today. The last little while have been hard. I was denied Graduate school in March, more and more I feel as though I am missing a very important piece of my life, that of an eternal companion. I yearn for that constant person. To know that there will be someone by my side into the eternities. I have reapplied to graduate school, and today was the day that decisions were made, but I have not heard back yet. I have applied for a few jobs, one I heard back from... they did not want me. That's ok though, I didn't really want them either. With the culmination of everything, I just feel so weighed down. I was sitting on the floor of my bedroom when I laid back and sighed. It was then that I caught a glimpse of the picture, and the meaning behind it. I began to cry. My Savior laid down his life for me. Not just for my sins, but for my pains, my sorrows, my personal struggles. He is there always and he loves me with every fiber of his being. I don't know how, but I know that he has felt the pains of not knowing where ones life is going, even when one feels as though they have done everything that has been asked of them. He knows the pain of wanting something so badly and having to wait, and worrying that the outcome is not what the person wants. He knows what it is like to try and align ones life with the will of the Father. He knows, and he loves me. Each time that I read in 3 Nephi in the Book of Mormon when Christ appears to the Lamanites I want to cry. They thrust their hands in his side, they felt the imprints of the nails in is hands and feet. Some times I try to imagine what that must have been like. I do not think that I will ever be able to look at this picture the same again, for it has truly brought on new meaning. The thing about Sign Language is that it is gestural rather than verbal. There are so many layers of symbolism housed in any piece of artwork and I have uncovered just one of the many layers of this one. A layer that holds so much.
Monday, June 20, 2011
It's been a crazy last few weeks. I have applied for a few jobs and grad school. This is the week that I should hear back about school. I am so nervous to hear back. I want to know so badly, yet I don't, because that means that I will have to face my future, weather or not I get in. Three days last week I was working three jobs, and I normally work two. I was supposed to hear last week about school, and it was postponed until this week. Friday to be exact. I have applied twice and taken the MAT three times. I really do hope that I get in. I guess that if I don't I can't say that I did not try, because I did. I tried my very best. I have given it my all, and all that I can do now is sit back and wait. Wait anxiously for Friday to come along.
I last three weeks I have been working in the LDS Employment center and loving every minute of it. I wish so much that they would let me stay there. That is where I want to be. Helping people find jobs. It is a gem of a place. No backstabbing, none of the typical work environment things happening. I keep being asked how I like it over there, and I give the same reaction. I love it. Let me stay! Even the people over there have said that they want to sign a petition to keep me. I think that doing that or working as a Job Coach are my dream places to be.
I last three weeks I have been working in the LDS Employment center and loving every minute of it. I wish so much that they would let me stay there. That is where I want to be. Helping people find jobs. It is a gem of a place. No backstabbing, none of the typical work environment things happening. I keep being asked how I like it over there, and I give the same reaction. I love it. Let me stay! Even the people over there have said that they want to sign a petition to keep me. I think that doing that or working as a Job Coach are my dream places to be.
Monday, June 6, 2011
Veggies and me
I just bought a juicer and veggies. Yup, a juicer. I love it. It is fresher than buying pre-made juices. I love it. Just put the fruits and veggies in the juicer the night before and ready to run out the door the next morning. The biggest problem? Figuring out how much nutrition is being lost in the pulp and finding some great recipes. Suggestions?
Saturday, June 4, 2011
Personal Statement #2
So I need to resubmit my grad school application this week. WooHoo. So, here is my rough draft...
To whom it may concern:
My name is Jamie Luthy and I am applying for the Masters’ in Rehabilitation Counseling program for Fall of 2011.
Helping people has always made me happy. I am very much a person who thrives on the success of others. I currently work as a job coach aiding a woman with a developmental disability hold a job. I also work in an employment resource center helping others find jobs.
I have a great since of who I am and where I want to be. I have wanted to be a part of the Rehabilitation field for many years. I have a great tenacity and an inner commitment to myself to go after my dreams. After learning about this program I studied hard and did not pass the Miller Analogies Test the first time. I took it two more times and passed on the third try. This shows that I am not willing to give up when things get tough.
For the past three semesters I have appeared on a panel of people with disabilities for and introduction to Special Education course to help raise awareness of disabilities. I want to continue to do so, bringing to light that they may have a disability, but that does not make them any less of a person.
I worked in an internship position during the Spring 2011 semester, that of my final semester while earning my bachelors degree. I worked forty hours a week as a job coach for two men with disabilities, putting together six different schedules- one for each day of the week, Monday through Friday in fifteen minute increments showing what they needed to be doing throughout the day. I also helped look for work and strengthen their job skills. I did this while taking Dr. Smart’s course Psychosocial Aspects of Disability.
I plan to work as a Rehabilitation Councilor and help those who need some extra help and encouragement. As someone who has spent my life surrounded by some who believed in me, and others who did not, I know both sides and want to be the one who believes. To know that there is help available in this world for those who need it is exciting to me.
I know that the techniques which I will learn in this program will be able to help generations. I firmly believe that everyone has their own innate set of strengths and that sometimes we loose track of our own strengths and need someone to help us find our way. This is what I hope to do; help people find their way.
Having been raised with several people who have varying disabilies and friends with disabilities ranging from cognitive to physical and psychological I feel that there is much for me to learn, and a lot that I can bring to the program. I have had family members who have had Alzheimer's’ disease, congestive heart failure, diabetes, neuropothy in their feet, hearing impairment, Attention Deficit Disorder, bipolar, depression, Dyslexia, apnea and Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. I have had friends with Aspergers, seizures, cancer and acquaintances with depression, bipolar, schizophrenia, diabetes, Lupus, Rheumatoid Arthritis, Arthrogryposis Multiplex Congenita and many other disabilities. Having a brother with Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder as a result from the war has made me more determined to help those who need a little more love. Having watched the way that society approaches those with disabilities can be saddening and harden society. In a world full of anger and hate, I feel that having a loving face to encourage them along just might be what is needed. They have been beat down enough, let’s work to lift them up.
Thank you for considering me for the Masters in Rehabilitation Counseling program. I hope to do great things with the education which I will be afforded.
To whom it may concern:
My name is Jamie Luthy and I am applying for the Masters’ in Rehabilitation Counseling program for Fall of 2011.
Helping people has always made me happy. I am very much a person who thrives on the success of others. I currently work as a job coach aiding a woman with a developmental disability hold a job. I also work in an employment resource center helping others find jobs.
I have a great since of who I am and where I want to be. I have wanted to be a part of the Rehabilitation field for many years. I have a great tenacity and an inner commitment to myself to go after my dreams. After learning about this program I studied hard and did not pass the Miller Analogies Test the first time. I took it two more times and passed on the third try. This shows that I am not willing to give up when things get tough.
For the past three semesters I have appeared on a panel of people with disabilities for and introduction to Special Education course to help raise awareness of disabilities. I want to continue to do so, bringing to light that they may have a disability, but that does not make them any less of a person.
I worked in an internship position during the Spring 2011 semester, that of my final semester while earning my bachelors degree. I worked forty hours a week as a job coach for two men with disabilities, putting together six different schedules- one for each day of the week, Monday through Friday in fifteen minute increments showing what they needed to be doing throughout the day. I also helped look for work and strengthen their job skills. I did this while taking Dr. Smart’s course Psychosocial Aspects of Disability.
I plan to work as a Rehabilitation Councilor and help those who need some extra help and encouragement. As someone who has spent my life surrounded by some who believed in me, and others who did not, I know both sides and want to be the one who believes. To know that there is help available in this world for those who need it is exciting to me.
I know that the techniques which I will learn in this program will be able to help generations. I firmly believe that everyone has their own innate set of strengths and that sometimes we loose track of our own strengths and need someone to help us find our way. This is what I hope to do; help people find their way.
Having been raised with several people who have varying disabilies and friends with disabilities ranging from cognitive to physical and psychological I feel that there is much for me to learn, and a lot that I can bring to the program. I have had family members who have had Alzheimer's’ disease, congestive heart failure, diabetes, neuropothy in their feet, hearing impairment, Attention Deficit Disorder, bipolar, depression, Dyslexia, apnea and Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. I have had friends with Aspergers, seizures, cancer and acquaintances with depression, bipolar, schizophrenia, diabetes, Lupus, Rheumatoid Arthritis, Arthrogryposis Multiplex Congenita and many other disabilities. Having a brother with Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder as a result from the war has made me more determined to help those who need a little more love. Having watched the way that society approaches those with disabilities can be saddening and harden society. In a world full of anger and hate, I feel that having a loving face to encourage them along just might be what is needed. They have been beat down enough, let’s work to lift them up.
Thank you for considering me for the Masters in Rehabilitation Counseling program. I hope to do great things with the education which I will be afforded.
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