Do You Even Blog, Bro?

So it goes something like this: Describe something small and seemingly innocuous Dig to find some deeper spiritual principles that goes with it (use sweeping motifs – people love that shit) Stagger some semi-humourous photos with gag-like captions Finish strong with some lofty ideals and a more serious, uplifting picture. That, my friends, is how…

No Shame In Shame

It seems that the longer I go down this journey of uncovering, discovering (and hopefully discarding and/or applying), the less I seem to know. The more I understand, the less I truly understand. The more questions I seem to answer only creates even more questions, like bunny rabbits left unchecked with Barry White music left…

Words Failing Me Adverb-sarily

It seems that I am having a hard time writing these days. Oh I can put words down on the keyboard, but they are floating about and bumping into one another and jostling for space and not behaving as they should.  The words are flailing about, treading on one another, stomping on each other’s feet,…

Fetch Me A Thesaurus, Lad – It’s Time For The Word Of The Year

I don’t make new year’s resolutions.  And perhaps outside of some running targets I have in mind, I also don’t have goals.  I don’t do vision boards, and I don’t write down any sort of plans or schemes.  Perhaps I should, but for the most part I don’t like attaching myself to things like that….

Searching and Fearless

Inventory. For those who aren’t in 12-step recovery, that word probably ushers in thoughts of Starbucks-fuelled grad students counting sweaters in the back of H&M as one part of their under-paid job requirements. Knit-One Pearl-Two while the supervisor, youngest of the crew, checks off the stock pars and lists any extra items or items that…

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…

Myth Busting With A Rocket Launcher

“I don’t ride in snow. Period.” This is something I have said countless times. It’s been a rather nasty winter this year, and those who know me also know about my almost religious attachment to my bicycle riding. So they will often ask me whether I am going to hop onto my two wheels when…

Dodging And Burning…Or Life Can’t Be Photoshopped.

I really used to be into photography – back when chemicals and darkrooms and countless hours developing paper in washes and acids was exciting and yet painfully tedious.  No “erase” buttons on the cameras back then.  Just hoping that the f Stops and depths-of-field were correct.  Bracket shots just in case.  Have lots of film…

“Get Confident, Stupid!”

I love self-help books. I don’t imagine there are too many alcoholics out there whose rickety IKEA bookshelf aren’t overstuffed with all the classic and latest Tomes of Wise Nuggets to Live By.  There was something magical about cracking open a new book telling me how I can Change My Life For Good.  Just follow…

Pulling The Trigger

I don’t believe in triggers. There.  I said it. I know that there are many people who swear by them, and that the term “trigger” is found in the recovery lexicon.  It’s somewhat ingrained in the collective psyche of those who suffer from alcoholism and with those who work with them.  I have heard the term in…

The Ruthless and Savage Act of Being

Many years ago I took up golf.  Like the good alcoholic that I was, in my all-or-nothing mentality, I immersed myself in it.  I watched the Golf Channel, I subscribed to one or two golf magazines, watched golf infomercials with a keen eye, picked up several beginner and advanced golf books, and listened to anyone…