Katie Leggitt

This was given to me during a workshop on Native spirituality this morning (given by Debbie Barry).  I was surprised by many of my answers.  Apparently it was used by marketers to become more aware of symbols and I'm guessing was put together by some psychologists.  It's best if it's read to you so you can really visualize but I suppose if you jot your answers down as you go you'll be okay, just take it all in!  I hope you're surprised too, and that it will give you an idea of where you're at now, and maybe where you want to go.  Feedback in the comments is much appreciated!!  xo -Katie VISION QUEST You're going for a walk.  You leave your house.  Notice the weather, the temperature, the sky. You begin walking, wandering, and you see a forest ahead of you. You come to the forest, you notice the trees.  What kind of trees are they? You enter the forest.  How do you feel inside the forest?  You see a path, what is it made of?  What do

I used to play darts in the basement of my grandparent's house in Lachute.  They had an old, beat up black and yellow one under the staircase and I remember loving the texture of the cork or rubber or whatever it was made out of.  I probably only played a handful of times, but it's one of those pieces of childhood that linger ya know? The object of the game is so simple, throw a sharp, pointed object at the center and try to score a bulls eye. Bulls eye.  Bullseye, I like the way that sounds, so victorious.  More satisfying than hole in one or strike.  BULLS EYE. I think some of us feel like we're walking dartboards.  The darts hang on by a string like a child's ping-pong paddle, people pick them up and the darts keep hitting us where it hurts most.  RIGHT IN THE HEART.  hahahaha But I know it's not funny.  Love hurts people!  Especially when we feel we're not in control of it.  Some people might claim they are but I don't believe it for a second.  The

What do you suppose Jim Morrison ever did that was real?  Once he became known as a household name that is.  Every move, every breath, every word he spoke was calculated, enjoying his celebrity, using it to control people. A lot of us are like this, only we don’t know we’re famous.  We’re storymakers; people who create moments that are memorable, meaningful but elusive.  They’re gone as soon as they happen, but we’ve planned them perfectly, rehearsed the dialogue and perfected the execution.  Made to affect the person we’re with, made to create a lasting impact, hoping for something bigger in return. I lied when I told him I’d never heard the song.  I lied when I gave him the stone.  I lied when he told me the truth.  I lied because I was making a story up in my head, and every reaction I had was planned, thought out and affirmed by circumstance.  Only he didn’t know it, or he did, and he’s a storymaker too.  In fact, I know he is, he told me himself. We walk the streets,

A kid almost ripped my shirt today because he was hugging me so hard.  I've met him twice, and he's in grade 1.  Kids yell my name out in the hallway, they wave to me from a distance, their faces light up when I enter their classroom, I feel like a celebrity at work.  But it's a weird feeling, and today it left me drained. I called my mom as I often do when feeling like this, like I'm disoriented, wanting things to magically change in my favor, and she suggested I must be giving them something they're not getting enough of at home, or with their teachers, or anywhere else for that matter. If you're a colleague, and I've worked with you, you've seen me at my best, but you've probably also seen me at my worst.  Today I arrived to work short-tempered because of a bad sleep but put on my magic face when dealing with the kids.  I know all teachers can relate to that, but it's the biggest struggle I have professionally.  How to separate my real lif