Recovery. Sobriety. Living Wise.
This blog is not about politics; it’s about helping us on our journeys toward becoming our better selves. However, occasionally something from the political sphere may enter in to further that pursuit. My ears have been ringing lately with talk of how we Americans must make our country great again, how we must become a tougher nation as we eye those new to our land with suspicion. … Continue reading What Makes Us Great?
“We must develop the capacity to see men not as they are in the present but as they may become.” Thomas Monson Such are the eyes of Sponsors and Real Friends. I heard a story of an old man who made it his life’s work to act as the “honorary sponsor” of the Niagara River near the falls. He walked the shores of the river, on guard … Continue reading Throwing a Life Preserver
For Mothers, wherever we find them. “Nothing in the world is permanent, and we’re foolish when we ask anything to last, but surely we’re still more foolish not to take delight in it while we have it. If change is the essence of existence one would have thought it only sensible to make it the premise of our philosophy. We can none of us … Continue reading Mother India Claims A Son
o Alice Bailey and Lessons on Friendship Mom and dad were social people and our home was a focal point of all sorts of gatherings and get-togethers. These were the days of no locked doors, where everyone shared one long back yard. Every neighbor was a teacher and parenting was a pooled activity. It was a world where children were NOT the center of attention and very often NOT … Continue reading A Thought on Friendship
How many of us were OUTSIDERS growing up? Just a little different Not an in-crowder Nobody’s BFF The price for admission into an “in crowd” is often tragically steep. I remember in my own neighborhood how the initiation rites to the “Lorentz Place Lynx” required a climbing feat that was positively terrifying. There were two bridges that bordered our dead end street, the bridges spanning deep … Continue reading The Broken Souls Club