acceptance in the age of immediacy.

I’m going to attempt a Month of Acceptance:  According to page 449 in the old text, “acceptance is the answer Continue reading →

worst measured when i’m down.

I can go to a meeting, call my sponsor, say my prayers, do my meditations, read my book and even Continue reading →

in my head.

Note: this is how my brain thinks when it’s left unattended. Horrible to be around: that’s me in a nutshell.  Continue reading →

leg cramp philosophy.

Okay.  I’ve already drilled through the substrate to discover what’s keeping me from being happy, joyous and free.  It’s fear.  Continue reading →

happiness is a choice.

Yeah, I know, deep, right?  If I had a nickel for every time I received that advice, I’d have lots Continue reading →

circles run around in.

Am I slowly picking everything back up, minus the alcohol?  Have I been deliberately constricting the circle of Letting Go Continue reading →

is pepsi okay?

Chemicals. That’s why bowls of lollipops and candy bars litter my meetings. Add to that gallons of coffee, and I Continue reading →

displacement’s a mess.

When confronted with something I don’t want to do, I find it much easier to whip up some drama about Continue reading →