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Summer is typically a time for informal get togethers of all sorts. Whether you are headed to the beach, or your favorite trailhead, it’s a time to come out from hibernation and get a little fresh air. Some will see the shining orb and, much like the groundhog in February, scurry into a movie theatre… Continue reading All in the family
Power and control. This is the third item on the list in the talk given a few weeks ago at the meeting I attended. It can lead us into addictive and dysfunctional behaviors. For me, power and control was my drug of choice. Forget alcohol, or mind-altering substances. I loved, no, I thirsted after power… Continue reading Recovery = integrated life
A while back, I sat through a talk that in part intrigued me, called me out and insulted me. The speaker basically said that those of us in recovery and that have been in crazy relationships have broken pickers. Simply put, something is broken about how we find those we choose to spend our time… Continue reading Choosing Wisdom over Chaos
Everybody, or, nearly everybody loves a good surprise. But to pull off a surprise like a party, or a gift or something special, one must plan and spend time being a little covert, like 007, and for a lot of us, that is pretty fun. But for others of us, it can get a little… Continue reading No Secret Here…
Cool but dry today, and I have a lovely unplanned day ahead of me. Oh, not that I can't quickly fill it with all sorts of tasks, but I am right now relishing its emptiness. And my espresso shot with a dash of fat-free half and half. As I woke up this morning, I wondered… Continue reading Choice Opportunities
It's getting closer to spring, but still the weather forecast is calling for snow. Interesting, but I don't buy it. The little green sprigs amongst the dried twigs in my oregano bush don't either. Went to a splendid meeting tonight, and the teaching was on denial. Denial can be a tough nut to crack. It… Continue reading Cracking Denial
Cool and cloudy, couldn't sleep in, and it's a weekend morning with time to spare. Still chilly enough, so I pulled on my thin wool long-sleeved shirt and headed downstairs to my laptop. When I use the word "recovery", I know that some folks are quick to see a word picture of someone kicking a… Continue reading It’s Personal
What a crazy past few days! It's been rainy and sunny. The cold and wind ended up knocking out the power for several hours and of course it was during the time I had put aside to spend knocking out some blog posts. But of course. So, here I am, late, at the end of… Continue reading Recovery 2.5
The sun was glorious over the clouds and pouring into my kitchen, for a moment. Then it ducked back behind the fluffy clouds. No rain for the moment. Sometimes I dream about one of my friends that I lost in my relapse. I have written about her before, so I won't rehash a whole bunch.… Continue reading Dreams…
Cloudy morning, but a little sunny too. Rain on the way is what's called for on the telly, but I won't be getting in a twist about it, not after the glorious week or two we've had of late. Besides, as the old proverb goes, all sun makes a desert. But sitting here, enjoying some… Continue reading Remembrance and gratitude…
