Saying a Grace for Gratitude
Saying a Grace Growing up, a grace we said before a meal was “For that which we are about to receive, make us truly grateful.” Of course, that seemed simple enough when I knew a plate of tasty food followed.
A Thank You Note
A Note Here’s a thank-you note to a British mystery — Every once in awhile art accurately reflects the hell addiction is. Watching a character in new series Karen Pirie spiral through decades of drinking and drugging, I connected with
Getting Rid Of Baggage
I wanted to get rid of the mental and emotional baggage that kept me from enjoying my drinking. But I had no tools. I really thought I could find an easier softer way to avoid the snares that had caught others
Choosing Purpose and Praise
Somedays choosing purpose for the day, and choosing praise in some of the circumstances that are today, can feel like pushing through asphalt. Choosing Purpose Perusing the latest GRAPEVINE I found two letters to the editor that revived my sense
A Tranquil Mind
“A tranquil mind is a prerequisite for good judgement . . .” introduces the 12 and 12’s chapter on the Ninth Step. Taking the ninth step requires good judgment — something I haven’t always used, even in recovery. The
Deliverance
Remember My Deliverance The meditation for today urged “never grow numb to your dynamic salvation.” (Psalm 103:2) Don’t take for granted that deliverance, the writer seemed to say to me, from where I was, to where I am; nor fear
Getting The Fourth Step Over With . . . Again
Getting the Fourth Step over with is easier than fretting about why I just can’t do it again; or procrastinating. The Fourth Step isn’t just a glance in the mirror to see if anything is out of place. Taking the
I Needed This Meeting
Oh Boy! I needed this meeting! That’s what I thought as we read the first half of the 12th step at the 12 & 12 meeting. These past few weeks have filled with hard news— not just of the
Celebrating Forty-One Years . . .
Celebrating Celebrating forty-one years with friends at a meeting today — after a two -year hiatus — was just about super. What to say about living forty-one years sober? A close relative gave me a segue. When I told her