Meh-ness To Society

There is an ebb and flow to things, a seasonal and cyclical arc that swells and shrinks as we pass through our days and lives, and sometimes we need to pass through times of inertness and mid-level drabness.  Neither here nor there type of deals. The pause before the next note on the scale.  A…

#overdoingit #recovery #getalife

I was visiting a dear friend of mine the other day in the hospital.  He was dealing with some heart problems that brought him to the emergency room earlier in the week.  This man, who has 20+ years sobriety, and is one of the sweetest, kindest souls I have encountered on my Earth Time here….

That’ll Do Pig, That’ll Do

“Front loading”. That’s a term I never heard of until we had children.  What that means is that you give the child as much information up front so that transitions are easier on them when it comes time to change something.  Like when leaving the park. Or when dropping them off at preschool.  Or when…

Swearing Off

I was in an elevator at work recently, chatting away with a few of my staff,  when it slipped.  It was nothing special, nothing groundbreaking.  It was about as generic and mindless as any other word goes, but it made an impression.  I had sworn.  Lightly.  I didn’t get into conjugated verbs or hyphenated nouns.  Just a…

Peeking Through Joy’s Window

My five year-old son loves to run.  Not just in a playful kind of run that little kids engage in, but in a divinely inspired kind of run that shows that he loves to run. He tires out well conditioned nannies and caregivers (including me), can outrun and outlast kids almost twice his age, and he…

Can’t Talk Now, I’m Putting My Halo In With The Delicates

A gentleman sent me a note recently and asked my opinion on selflessness and it’s role in alcoholism – how one could be giving of themselves so much and yet find themselves at odds with others and the tie-in to craving the drink.  It had me thinking about my own initial struggles with those very…

The Play’s the Thing

Laughter.  Joy. Mirth.  Silliness. These weren’t the things that immediately came to mind when I thought of recovery.  They certainly weren’t at top of mind when I walked into my first AA meeting.  Oh sure, I heard a chuckle or two at those first few meetings – someone identifying with what a speaker might have…