Within these pages you will find glimpses of my thoughts, brief visions of who I have been, who I am, and who I would choose to be.  Feel free to wander as you wish...dare to explore, for you may find that you have stumbled upon a pathway you did not even know was there.  But where ever your journey might lead, I would ask that you come to this place with a heart free of judgement and a mind willing to share. 

All of the writings you will find here are my own, unless otherwise credited.  Should anything you read prompt you to learn more...please contact me and we will talk...

For those who came in search of simple details, allow me to oblige...some questions are answered here..others I am certain you will learn if you choose to explore my home further...

Tell me your name..... I am known by many different names in this pseudo-reality known as  cyberspace, and which ever name has prompted you to visit here has perhaps also given you a different view of who I am.  But is that such a bad thing really?  After all, we each have different reflections of ourselves which emerge as a reaction to our circumstance or retreat behind the walls we create.  So go ahead my friend, choose the name you know best for I am all of them and they are all me......Shiver, Chimera, Illusion........Pamela.

What is your work?..... I am a counsellor, I listen for a living.  If you would like to know my thoughts on my work, please see "The Hand That Feeds".

And your life beyond work?.....Outside of my work I am fascinated with all things different and unusual and I find myself drawn to people with whom I can share a  perspective I have not known before, or with whom I can go beyond the person I am - through thought or emotion or sensation.

Where is home for you? ..... I live on a small isalnd in the North Atlantic off the coast of Newfoundland, surrounded by the ocean...Until before I can even recall, the ocean has entranced me, captivated me by it's strength, by it's quiet serenity, and by it's fierce brutality...I live with the ocean on my doorstep, I lie awake in the nights listening to its softly rumbling lullabys, greet it each morning as I cross the causeway that links this small island to the mainland, the sun caressing the waves with a lovers touch.  Always a constant, I have felt the waves against my skin...felt the swell beneath me as boats glided, drifted...felt it become a part of me, felt it become my home.

Would you like to talk? ..... I would welcome any thoughts you would be willing to share regardless of what they may be.  Please feel free to leave a message in my guestbook, or if you would prefer, through one of  the following: