Segments

I’m a nail biter.   So opening things like oranges are difficult, nay, impossible for me without some sort of instrument of citrus negotiation – the corner of a credit card, house keys, pencil, even the plug for my headphones has done double duty as peel starter.  But once started, I am like a panda…

A Scattering of Dubious Intentions

Here – have the shirt off my back.  Really.  Take it.  Got it? Good. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7…ok, where’s my parade?  Where are the accolades?  Where is the applause? Intentions.  Motives. Expectations. All these things get entwined, don’t they?  They do for me, at least.  It has been said that the world…

My Story is a Complete Lie

I have a tendency to get hooked onto a certain AA speaker for a while, and to ride their message until I have practically absorbed it into my pores and I am saturated.  Joe and Charlie, Don P, Chris R, Myers R, Don C, etc. are all legends to me.  And that’s just a tiny segment of…

Negativity

The last few days have been tough for me, with today being the toughest in terms of negativity.  Not necessarily mine, but the way that I have been absorbing it from others rather than just doing what I normally do – realizing that it’s not mine to take on, to pray and to allow those…

Balancing the Universe?

It’s funny what comes into our lives when we’re not running it.  That is the one thing that I am in awe of.  The third step commitment to continue the program and give my life and will to God has given me gifts that I never thought possible. We’ve been blessed with a new child in…

My Day in Court

Literally. I sit in a coffee shop awaiting my lawyer’s phone call to tell me what is happening.  I am across the street from the court houses.  The court room I am scheduled to be in also has people with charges of breaking and entering, firearms possession, theft over $5000, fraud, sexual assault, etc.  So…

Bill W. Documentary

My good friend John P. sent me this link a few weeks ago.  It’s the trailer for a documentary on Bill W.  The first time I watched it, I almost teared up.  The more and more I read about Bill Wilson, and the more I understand the history of AA, the more I am convinced…