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it started to snow.
Snow!
I’m not freaking kidding. And not just a little snow, either. The forecast was for a little rain. A 40% chance of rain. And we got snow.
It was the earliest snowfall ever recorded here, beating the previous record by two days and 1/2 an inch, and while it has melted off the [...]
It’s funny, the ideas that people get about the relationship between loving others and loving themselves. The conventional wisdom is that learning to love oneself is essential to loving others. Yet 12 step programs insist that we must place others ahead of ourselves in order to recover.
I was at a meeting the other night where [...]
and yet so stupid in others. I sometimes wonder if it isn’t actually a function of intelligence to be able to block out information when we choose to; if you don’t actually have to be really smart to have a really effective denial mechanism. A certain amount of mental power must be involved in forcing [...]
Tonight I witnessed one of the greatest acts of faith and willingness I’ve ever seen in someone new to recovery. I don’t even know what word describes how I feel. Fulfilled. Grateful. Sruprised, Happy. Blessed. I don’t know. Full. I feel full.
I’ve been spending more time with the Cheerleader lately and I’ve been doing it [...]
I learned about this tool from my Irish friend because she put up a link to an online version of it on her blog.
I like tools like this, though I don’t often pick them up. Like much of what is available to me to grow spiritually. I seem to have been so desensitized to pain [...]
I think, therefore I’m in pain. I’m in pain, therefore I am.
My bed is crippling me and I have no immediate or intermediate hope of getting a new one. I have a significant bill (from my wonderful attorney) which I’ve ignored for months now that requires my immediate attention (now that I have a job). [...]
Caught in the Snide
And in that dreadful place
Those spooky empty pants and I
Were standing face to face.
I yelled for help. I screamed. I shrieked.
I howled. I yowled. I cried.
Oh! Save me from those pale green pants
With nobody inside.
-Dr. Seuss
Isn’t that the essence of fear? When we finally find [...]
I don’t normally duplicate work I produce elsewhere, but there are only so many ways you can say the same thing. In this case, it’s something I need to say in every channel I write in.
Just like with drugs and alcohol, it seems to be a natural part of my character that until I have [...]
I wrote a post over at the Second Road the other day about the hurdles we face in finding the Higher Power of 12 step programs. The idea for the post came from a conversation I had with a friend a few nights ago wherein he told me that the only ‘God’ he was willing [...]
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