Being a SpongeBob fan of sorts, I am humorously reminded that technique can make or break my success. In the Bubble Stand episode, SpongeBob is blowing intricately shaped bubbles but only after a long and seemingly unnecessary set of motions (aka technique dance). Squidward, irritated with SpongeBob’s shenanigans, …
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Thank you dad … It’s nice that the memories get sweeter with time. I am still learning to appreciate life while it’s happening. Thank you for our beautiful home. I didn’t appreciate it until I had my own to take care of. Thank you for fun summer days …
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I have a love/hate relationship with ‘feelings’. I’m in the place of pain today. While I have not had a drink in many years, I feel overwhelmed with pain—to the point of wanting escape. Note: I do not want to drink (I hate drinking) I just don’t want …
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As a coach by occupation and a spiritual seeker by nature I find my world is riddled with more questions than answers. Even when I find an answer it begets more questions. I am learning to acquiesce to this apparently never ending cycle of learning. But I’m not …
Read more →I love to beat myself up over every little thing I don’t get quite right. The words were thoughtless, the syntax confusing, the tone ambiguous, should have exercised, or shouldn’t have eaten that. I live with regret, despite that I am now taught otherwise. Am I to not regret the …
Read more →Pain—an ache from which I seek relief. Pain—a feeling to be avoided. Pain—a thing I had hoped could be eliminated. There is this illusion that a sober life will be a pain free life; I will eventually arrive at this sunny place of completeness accompanied by a pain-free …
Read more →Where’s mine? This was the basic theme of my life. My whole life. Especially through early sobriety. If I was going to have to give up alcohol and suffer the horrors of an alcohol-free life I was deserved of some type of compensation. After all, it wasn’t fair …
Read more →Where are those magic words? Those words that let the reader know I understand. I understand where you are, but if you can just trust there is another way, I promise there is. Active alcoholism, especially when in it, is the worst kind of torture. Non-addicts have no …
Read more →I remember the day I decided to stop drinking. I honestly thought it might be a little challenging, maybe even uncomfortable, but it never genuinely crossed my mind that it was going to be difficult—near impossible. I still believed I was a normal drinker and normal drinkers can …
Read more →Last week’s post comment, via ByeByeBeer, spurred this post on the Pendulum. The Pendulum is a staple in my toolbox. When I first got sober I was under the illusion that I was going to actually rid myself of my yuckier side. I did rid myself of …
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