who’s is charge here?

Let’s not get all caught up in the schematics of this step, shall we?  We’ve all heard the analogy:  three Continue reading →

home again, home again.

This being Easter, tomorrow’s back to ordinary time.  Back to work on Monday for the normals.  I work out of Continue reading →

in the kitchen.

It’s 7:00 on a Friday morning and I’m sitting alone in a hotel’s breakfast nook.  I’ve done the daily reading, Continue reading →

absolute willingness.

I sometimes believe that needing to center myself each morning is a sign of failure.  Didn’t I just let everything Continue reading →

just for today I will be happy. Honest.

Truth in a tiny lamination.  A portrait-oriented, business card-sized bookmark I received at a meeting by someone handing them out.  Continue reading →

the willingness to (do what it takes to) feel better.

Here’s irony in its purest form:  believing I’m not worthy of “me time”.  My life’s been nothing but “me time”.  Continue reading →

living up to what’s written down.

My assignment for the week is to question my preconceived notions of myself.  God knows I’ve got tons of preconceived Continue reading →

am I talking to me?

Boil away everything presented in the program and you’re left with this truth at its core:  one drunk talking to Continue reading →