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Tapping Fresh Talent 2014 in Portland

April 10th, 2013
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Oregon’s 7th Annual
TAPPING FRESH TALENT 2014
Career and Inclusion Expo

April 10, 2014
10:00am – 2:00pm
Oregon Convention Center

Tapping Fresh Talent is more than just a job fair! Before you meet your future employer in the exhibit hall, join us for these free workshops.

• Self-empowerment – Ready to drop your Hand•i•crap™?
• Networking 101 – It’s not what you know, it’s who you know.
(Two 25 minute sessions, at 9:00am and 9:30am)

• Resume Review
(Drop-in review sessions from 10:00am to noon)

• Student Central – Workshop for High School Students with Disabilities
(10:30am to 12:30pm…then join the expo!)

Hosted by:
Oregon Vocational Rehabilitation Services and Incight

 

Incight 10 Year Celebration

February 27th, 2013
Ten Year Incight Logo
Join us for this anniversary celebration highlighting Incight’s success, mission, vision, future and growth.· Thursday, February 27th

· 5:00pm to 6:00pm — hors d’oeuvres & drinks
· 6:15pm — program & recognition hour

· Free event, please RSVP
· Lola’s Room in the Crystal Ballroom

RSVP by visiting www.incight.org/10year

 

Incight Newsletter 9th Edition

December 4th, 2012

IN THIS ISSUE.

— FEATURE STORY – SHANA ALVAREZ 4
Living with an Invisible Disability


— HOORAY FOR HOLLYWOOD 6
Incight Gala 2012


— INCIGHT TO GO 7
iPad Training Program Launches


— HONORING OUR COMMUNITY 8
Thanks to Those who Support Incight’s mission


—TEAM INCIGHT MAKES ITS FIRST APPEARANCE 10
Golf Cart Parade the Perfect Venue


— MOBILITY MADNESS 11
Incight Launches its First Adaptive Sports Festival

Click the image for more.

Limb Loss Education Day

December 3rd, 2012

Incight Newsletter 8th Edition

August 24th, 2012

IN THIS ISSUE.

— FEATURE STORY – Cameron Clapp
Triple amputee Cameron Clapp gets on with the business of living and motivating others to do the same
— AND THE SCHOLARSHIPS GO TO
Incight proudly announces our newest scholars
— SPEAKING OF NETWORKING
How networking proved lucrative for an Incight Scholar
— SEEING IS BELIEVING
Blind students learn about nonprofits
— ICE CYCLES
Incight holds its first ice hockey sled event
— CAMP NO LIMITS 16
Children with limb loss experience the joy in mobility At Camp No Limits

Incight Newsletter 7th Edition

May 29th, 2012

IN THIS ISSUE.

FEATURE STORE – LIVING LIFE BIG

       The story of one amazing Incight scholar

ON THE ROAD WITH INCIGHT

      Meet Business ~ Tapping Fresh Talent The Lion’s Share

ON THE WEB

     Get a little Incight on You Tube

FEAR OF SUCCESS

     The art of self-sabotage

PEOPLE OF ACTION   … and much more!


Ridiculous Fun

May 18th, 2012

Heather Brooks earned both her undergraduate

and graduate degrees from Portland State

University. She lives and writes in the Rose City, 

while completing an internship at Incight.

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At an African airport, a little guy gets bored waiting for his luggage at baggage claim. So he convinces his travelling companion to lift him onto the luggage carousel. Off he goes! By this time, a lot of other passengers are watching the tiny figure in the sunglasses, wondering if he is a statue, a real person, or “the world’s most handsome duffel.”
He reaches the door to the baggage room at the end of the terminal without incident, but with the smiles, laughter, and shouts of “God bless you!” of the baggage handlers.
No, he is not a child.
Nor does he have dwarfism.
He is Nick Vujicic—pronounced Voy-a-chich– a 29-year-old Australian gentleman who stands three feet, three inches tall, and weighs 74 pounds, because he was born without arms or legs.
And if anyone knows how to have fun, it’s Nick.
He surfs. He swims. He fishes. He golfs. He plays soccer, the drums, and keyboard. He rides horses. Most recently, he’s taken up skydiving. He’s figured out how to do these things independently,
He discusses this concept of ridiculous fun in his book Life Without Limits: Inspiration for a Ridiculously Good Life. Nick bases this concept his belief that “every living, breathing person on the planet should be committed to doing something ridiculous at least once a day.” With that in mind he’s created what he calls “the Ridiculous Rules.” There are five of these rules, and they are guidelines for having, as Nick says, “ridiculous fun.” To paraphrase, the rules are as follows:
1. Allow a trial period. If it’s a long-term situation or commitment, such as a relationship, or a new color of paint for the living room, try a little bit temporarily, to see if your new venture is a good fit for you.
2. Do your homework. Gather as much information as you can about what you want to do. Of course you can take risks, but it’s always wise to know what you don’t know about your new endeavor. See item five for more details.
3. Consider the timing. Sometimes it simply is not the right time to take a risk. When N ick was 12, his family moved to California from Australia, to take advantage of the medical treatments available there for his condition. Four months later, they moved back. His parents hadn’t been able to find jobs or affordable housing. It wasn’t the right time. Nick loved California, though, and after he graduated college, he moved back there, and there he lives to this day. When he moved the second time, he had made all necessary arrangements, and the transition was successful.
4. Accept feedback. Ask for advice about your undertaking from those you trust.
5. Be prepared for anything. Every action has consequences, many of which are unforeseen. Always have an alternate plan should your primary vision fail.
Nick suggests that play and fun are necessary to good mental health. He cites a study of several hundred serial killers. Almost none of the subjects had regular play periods as children. Play is vital to guard against depression. The author of the study advises that work and play should be combined; we shouldn’t just set aside time for leisure.
Do you ever do this? If you’ve ever attended a business meeting over lunch, dinner, or coffee, you have.
I do too, although until I read about it in Nick’s book, I wasn’t aware of doing it. I volunteer for our local classical radio station. I hold a Masters in writing with an emphasis in editing. I edited the content of their entire website. One year, for my birthday, I couldn’t think of anything I’d rather do than volunteer at the station for an afternoon.
The staff thought I was crazy to work for free on my birthday, but I did just that. I provided them a service they needed while listening for four hours to music I loved. I still count that among the most wonderfully, ridiculously fun afternoons of my life!
Combining work and play is a regular habit with Nick. He travels the world as a motivational speaker, and his ride on the luggage carousel occurred on a speaking trip.
Even during his presentations, Nick has fun. He demonstrates how he answers a landline telephone. Though legless, he has a partly formed left foot. With the two toes on it, he lifts the receiver. Then he kicks upward, tossing the receiver onto his shoulder and securing it between his ear and shoulder.
The phone isn’t the only thing he kicks around on stage. A keen soccer player, Nick will select a member of the audience and ask him or her to stand halfway across the room, and catch a soccer ball that he kicks to them. For each presentation, he has his caregiver or caregivers place him on a table so that he is readily visible. He walks to the table’s edge, and balances there, very much to the worry of his listeners, who are usually afraid he’ll topple off!
He never does.
No matter how he demonstrates it, Nick is a living example of our belief here at Incight, that having fun is a form of the independence we seek to foster among members of the disabled community. For more about Nick, his story, or his speaking engagements, read his book, or visit his Web site at www.lifewithoutlimbs.org.

Two Sides to Every Horse by Heather Brooks

April 27th, 2012

Heather Brooks earned both her undergraduate

and graduate degrees from Portland State

University. She lives and writes in the Rose City, 

while completing an internship at Incight.

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When you have cerebral palsy, your body ages faster.  Comes with the territory.

 

But that doesn’t mean that the loss of abilities you once had isn’t hard to take.

 

It started as just a form of physical therapy, but as I grew up, horseback riding and everything to do with horses became a passion of mine. I rode for the last time when I was 12.

 

And then I got older, and bigger, and my body stiffened.  I stopped doing therapy, and, I confess, generally neglected myself for years. By the time, about a year ago, that I decided I wanted to ride again, my hips were shot.  They were nearly out of joint. An orthopedist told me I’d probably never ride again.

 

That was a week before my 29th birthday, and it was a blow. I cried like a five-year-old, complete with loud wails and a drippy nose.  I promised myself I would ride again. Gradually I calmed, and the little voice in my head decided it was time to have a logical conversation.

 

“Riding isn’t everything,” it said.  “It’s only a small part of working with horses. You’ve got to have a good ground rapport with any horse before you even dream of hopping on its back. You have to study its body language. You do that by watching the  whole horse.  And everybody knows you can’t see the whole of a horse when you sit on it!”

 

Right through my tears, I burst out laughing.  “Of course!” I said out loud to my empty apartment.

 

The little voice continued. “You sit on a horse, honey, and you can’t see his emotions in his eyes, and you may not be able to feel through the bit the tightening of the mouth that could mean he’s angry or frightened. Remember Titan.”

 

How could I forget him? Titan is my friend Brandon’s quarter horse, a mighty gelding, huge for his breed, and a brilliant red chestnut color. Titan is only eight, but already he’s had a rough life. Brandon rescued him from a neglectful situation, and was the only human Titan liked.

 

Until I came along.

 

“He’s feisty,” Brandon warned, before he introduced us.

 

“So am I,” I countered.

 

As Brandon led Titan toward me, I could actually watch his pace slow. I saw that proud neck bend in submission, and the long lashes sweep down over brown eyes that had suddenly softened. The big ears canted toward me, a sign of respect, and stayed that way while he grazed a little. Then he turned his attention to my chair, on which he began to chew, while I had a laugh attack.

 

After a few minutes of chewing, sniffing, rubbing, and other sensory explorations of my machine, he sighed, accepting my equipment as part of the package.  He blew comfortingly into my hair, and stood perfectly at peace as I talked to him and stroked his neck and flanks. He didn’t spook when I pulled my chair around in front of him, and right up under his chin.  Brandon’s girlfriend, Jaquie, took a picture of this, and it worried my poor elderly mother to pieces. “Eee! You’re close to him!” she fretted when she saw the photo.

 

“Of course I am. That’s why Brandon and Jaquie brought me there. So I could see horses and get close enough to touch them. You forget, I’m not afraid of horses.”

 

“I would be so afraid!” groaned Mom, wide-eyed. “I can’t understand why you’re not. They’re so big!”

 

My older sister finds it “hilarious” that I’m not scared. I had to remind them both that I’d been around horses periodically since I started riding therapy at age four.

 

Not long after my visit, Jaquie told me that Titan had bucked off his latest rider, and this wasn’t an isolated incident.  Part of me couldn’t believe that the gentle giant who’d nuzzled and “kissed” me with his soft nose was a bucker. But then I thought of Titan’s past, and his view of the human race as a whole.

 

And then I wondered about the rider.  Had she taken the time to build a ground rapport with Titan? Had she read his mood in his eyes, the tension of his mouth, the angle of his ears, or the position of his legs? Did she run her hands over his glossy coat to feel whether his muscles quivered with anxiety? Had she talked to him so he’d come to recognize her voice, or given him a minute to nuzzle her hair and acclimate to her scent? Had she approached him quietly but confidently, letting him know she neither feared, nor meant to harm, him? I didn’t judge her, but I wondered about these things.

I thought of all of this as I sat in my room after that crying spell. I realized that if I had simply gone for a ride on Titan, I wouldn’t have established a rapport with him. I wouldn’t have won his trust; he might have thrown me sky-high, and left me in even greater need of a wheelchair!

 

Penmanship Award by Heather Brooks

April 24th, 2012

Heather Brooks earned both her undergraduate

and graduate degrees from Portland State

University. She lives and writes in the Rose City, 

while completing an internship at Incight.

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They say good penmanship is a dying art. Not surprising, given that many schools no longer teach it, in this computerized age. But Wilson Christian Academy, in West Mifflin, PA, still emphasizes this skill.  The school offers an annual award to the student in each of its eight grades who has the best handwriting.

 

That is unusual in itself, but the story becomes truly remarkable when one considers that this year’s first-grade honoree, Annie Clark, was born without hands.

 

Annie’s determination to live a normal life inspires everyone around her, including her parents, who have seven other children, five of them disabled in various ways. For more about this little girl, her upbeat outlook, and her achievements, click on the link below.

http://www.post-gazette.com/stories/local/neighborhoods-south/first-grader-without-hands-wins-award-for-writing-632011/

You Can Judge a Tattoo by the Sound of the Voice

April 18th, 2012

Heather Brooks earned both her undergraduate

and graduate degrees from Portland State

University. She lives and writes in the Rose City, 

while completing an internship at Incight.

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                  Ridiculous assertion, right? The two are completely unrelated; everybody knows that. And yet, people judge each other by superficial means like this every day.

                  Author Jason F. Wright is no exception to this tendency, as a trip to the grocery store sharply reminded him. He saw the limits his stereotypical views of acceptable father figures placed, not on others, but on himself, limits we here at Incight call hand•i•crap.

                  Can a man with a classically fatherly voice be a heavily pierced and tattooed punk rocker? Can a heavily pierced and tattooed punk rocker be a sensitive, capable father? Do his children dare dream like other kids? Discover at the link below what Wright learned from what he saw.

 

                  http://www.deseretnews.com/article/865553731/You-can-judge-a-tattoo-by-the-sound-of-the-voice.html

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