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.
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
Swinging at Curve Balls
How are you at hitting curve balls? (metaphorical or real) That was the topic for at a recent anniversary. The speaker described a serious bout with a mean kind of cancer several years into their recovery. And they did not
Thanksgiving 2021
Thanksgiving 2021 T-Day is in the history books . . . ours was a quiet day—but good Break out the crayons and color me grateful and sober. Color me mindful, too of many alcoholics who are struggling in the isolation
Keeping It Simple in Complicated Times
Keeping it simple in these complicated times is key to unlocking anxiety. But, that is sometimes easier said than done these days. This year’s current events continue to unfold like Twilight Zone episodes that Outer Limit writers crafted. (Musings on
Wi-Fi, Parachutes and Me
I don’t know how Wi-Fi works, but when it doesn’t, I freak. Well, not really. But,when the Wi-Fi won’t connect me to where I want to go . . . on the Internet . . . the already tight space
Sobriety Pills and Their Instructions
I never found a bottle of “Sobriety Pills”; probably because for most of my drinking, I wasn’t interested in sobriety. What I did want was to drink safely . . . so I could keep drinking. Had there been a
Are We There Yet?
It’s a question I’ve heard and asked. I still do; especially on spiritual and sobriety journeys. When am I ever going to get there? “There” is a predictable, permanent place of tranquility, assurance, safety, success. Well duh – probably when
Living With a Past, Not in It
Living with my past, and not in it, is a daily responsibility. It’s a gift and a choice. Every day I disappoint myself – and hurt others, even when I pull off a couple of wise, kind, and useful “things.”