Broken, Unbroken

These days are a blur, in some respects.  A whirlwind and yet standing still in some ways.  Like watching a top spin on the table.  Fixed, and yet eyes lost in the swirls of motion.  I run a lot these days.  I need to.  I like to.  And when I run, my body breaks down…

I Am Those Birds

There are times I wonder about this whole thing we do.  This recovery thing.  Why I am here and some other person just like me is out there still suffering in silence?  Or about to end their life.  Or about to take someone else’s in an accident.  Or about to be incarcerated for a long…

My Definition Is This

“Give up defining yourself – to yourself or to others. You won’t die. You will come to life. And don’t be concerned with how others define you. When they define you, they are limiting themselves, so it’s their problem. Whenever you interact with people, don’t be there primarily as a function or a role, but…

This Is A Description, Not An Indictment

I’ve been doing some work over the last week or two.  Recovery work.  Step work, to be honest.  One doesn’t ever graduate from doing this kind of work.  There aren’t diplomas that hang from our walls when we go through this stuff, same as I don’t have one for having a child.  I just continue…

Pinky And The Drain

I don’t often watch TV, but when I do, it’s kids shows.  I will gladly sit through Power Rangers, Blue’s Clues, Pokemon or anything cartoonish rather than deal with the more inane and ever more cartoonish adult programming out there (I speak more about reality shows – don’t worry Game of Thrones folks, I am…

Redwoods

A few years ago I heard a speaker talk about redwood trees.  He mentioned how the redwoods, giants of the forest, had shallow roots.  Surprising, considering that those Ent-like beasts of beauty can reach up to 375 feet. There is no taproot, but the roots can spread out 50-80 feet from the base of the…

Give It A Rest, Okay? Or, Putting On The Breaks

~~~~~~~~~~~ “I loaf and invite my soul, I lean and loaf at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.” – Walt Whitman Alright Walt, that sounds fine and dandy there, but I have no time to loaf.  I’m a busy guy.  I’m a “I need more than 24 hours in a day to get…

Linked, Within

  I’m on LinkedIn.  For those who aren’t familiar with it, it’s a sort of Facebook for professionals.  I’m not very active on it, but it seems to keep my email busy, as I get several notifications a day telling me that someone has linked to me, or joined my circle of pros.  And sometimes…

Head Down, Follow Through

Count me in as a duffer. When I was in high school, my friends and I would golf.  Or, to put it another way, we would attempt to golf.  We’d hit the city courses, with our starchy collard shirts and rented clubs and we’d duff around the course.   Sometimes we’d actually get the ball…