Recovery. Sobriety. Living Wise.
Remember, if you will, a difficult time in your life. Not a bad difficult time, but a hard difficult. Remember, too, those who walked with you and how, in walking together, you all made it through to the other side. Remember those individuals, for they are special. They are sacred friends. If you need a reference point let me share this story that comes by way … Continue reading Sacred Friendships
Occasionally, we experience transformational moments in our lives when everything changes. Sometimes these moments are big, sometimes they are small, but either way they forever get locked in our memory. I had such a moment twenty years ago when Marsha and I were on a cross-country road trip. The new century had just arrived and we both were emerging from a time that felt like a … Continue reading Recovery of a Marriage
As an early member of the Baby Boomer generation, I took pride in dreaming big. I was preoccupied with a yet unborn future and found it easy to escape into the dream world of my longings. I remember Robert Kennedy sharing these words from George Bernard Shaw at a rally at the University of Washington six weeks before his assassination: “You see things; and you say, ‘Why?’ But … Continue reading Grateful Right Now
A new guy recently showed up at our Snohomish County Jail meeting. He looked in pretty rough shape and toward the end of the meeting I asked him if he’d like to share. “Sure,” he said. He began by standing up, lifting his shirt, and letting us all examine the three huge bullet scars on either side of his spine. He then sat down and … Continue reading Looking For God In a Jail Cell
“For age is opportunity no less Than youth itself, though in another dress, And as the evening twilight fades away The sky is filled with stars, invisible by day.” ~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow , I’ve been thinking a lot about aging. I sometimes wake up feeling sad about the unrelenting deterioration of my body. Movements once simple are now painful. I don’t: hear as well, … Continue reading An Old Man’s Prayer