That line comes from Marius Gustaitis, blogger extraordinaire and top notch do-gooder-hell-raiser. One my favourite writers out there. Period. Full Stop. I can’t recall the first time he mentioned that phrase, whether it was on this blog or his, but it obviously has to do with certain protocol used by our finest to keep certain persons of interest off the streets. I’d love to say I am unaware of said protocol, but that’s just how things unfold sometimes when you’re one of our kind. You know…glug glug, another round barkeep, etc.
I mention this because I am backing away a bit from the cyber interweb for a stretch. Fingers laced behind my head. Ready to move into a new position. Prostrate. All submissive-like.
As you know, I spend a lot of time reading and commenting on blogs – that’s my dig, ya dig? But when the Creator nudges me somewhere, I listen. He got me out of dilly of pickle that was my old life, so I am apt to listen when The Great Mechanic says he’s got new parts for this tired engine. So having said that, I have a few things that I would like to focus on in the next while. Namely:
- Training for a half-marathon, which happens to be held on the exact day of my third birthday in May (how groovy is that?) I’ve never run a race of any kind, so it will be fun. I think. I promise to take a selfie from the back of the ambulance as they take me away if and when I cross the finish line.
- Writing…in non-blog format. I have some ideas that I am playing with, but will require great amounts of time to devote to them. Finding space and time to write will be a challenge. I haven’t written the way I used to write since getting sober. So there is a bit of fear involved, but a good chance of regaining my chops sooner than later. Writing here has been a big help. If anything, it’s helped me remember the difference between “their”, “they’re” and “there”. I think.
- Pushing and broadening my spiritual and recovery spheres. No alarm bells or anything like that going on in that department, but I just want to deepen what I have and take a little more time on working with others if I can. There is a Regional Conference I will be doing service at in March and hope to do more alumni work at my old treatment center.
- Work commitments are getting more intense at this time of the year. I am in charge of recruitment, and we are getting ready for another busy spring and summer season. Interviewing and testing and training staff reaches it’s nadir starting about now until May. So much so that it may cause me to cancel my March Break vacation time that I have already been approved for. Bummer-esque.
- Cruising, baby. We’re going on our first cruise ever in April, and the first trip with both boys (our youngest has been with us for about a year now, and everything is all but finalized with him, so we look forward to celebrating as a family). It will be internet-free as well, so that will take me further into the deep blue seas of unavailability.
No longer is this the winter of my discontent. Like the seasons, this is a budding time approaching. I already pruned my short-lived other blog, and have been pruning other things quietly during this winter. I’ve been de-cluttering and making psychic and physical room for the last while, not knowing why. But I was moved to do this things…and hopefully this is why – clearing room for these challenges.
So time is my enemy. And as such, it goes where it needs to go, capsice? I’ve got my marching orders. Stand down, soldier.
If there are any issues, see the General-in-absentia himself – Marius. He has the back-up battle plan if needed. But, frankly, you all have your plans and procedures in place already. There is always a place to turn to when you’re lost, a friendly person to turn to when the heat’s on, a warm and dry shelter when the storm’s hitting hard. In the end, the answer is inside each and every one of us. Just gotta look a little closer, close your eyes and listen to that wee voice that tells you what’s the next right thing to do, as indicated. That’s about as True North as one can get.
I’ll probably pop up now and then…lurking…chiming in now and then, when you least expect it…until then…
Cheers and Blessings, y’all!
P.S I am not internet dead, so I still email – drop a line if you’re bored: firstname.lastname@example.org 🙂