Rumination – Psychiatric Therapist Required

I wish I could find a psychiatrist who would just let me tell them my entire life story before getting into “the work”. My life story IS exceptional and in defiance of all neuronormativity, I am, too. But in context, so too may say all humanity. The unique experiences far outweigh the shared ones. I believe, feel, and think that my story can be helpful to others. I just don’t have the brain to write it all. So I guess what I really want is for some psychiatrist to make me a case study and tell the world about how […]

Certifiably certified (CSPO)

As of end of day, yesterday, I am officially a Certified Scrum Product Owner. What does that mean? According to the Scrum Alliance, it means: Earning the CSPO means you have validated scrum knowledge and understand the product owner accountability on a scrum team. Mind, this is the initial certification and there is a path leading to two more, but as this is the entry level certification and I already have over 20 years of experience, I’m not sure how much further I wish to proceed on my own dime. Demonstration of proficiency was the goal and I have accomplished […]

Chapter 1: First Memory

Each of these are going to be prefaced by some manner of contextual information or a view on perspective today, looking back at the moment being rendered to writing. In this case, the literal ‘first memory’ I find in the mental attic. I suppose in a way, this will be both my biography and my memoir. Or just a transient phase, left to dry and drift away on digital winds. Time will tell. I sat in the large, steel, farm kitchen sink with the sun directly in my eyes. Through the window on my left, the gentle, swaying giant oak […]

letter to the monster

Recently, I have thought about the idea of my writing a letter to you. It struck me as unusual for several reasons, not the least of which being that although I have every right to write you the ferociously angry letter I immediately thought of, I never considered doing so as a legitimate way to release the anger I have toward you. Even as I sit here and type, I do not feel that warm flush of anger rising to push the words out of my brain. Very strange, since it is a rare thing indeed to find myself without […]