Laugh Like a Kid. Life Is Short
Every wonder why people go to 12 Step meetings and come home acting just like before the meeting? This might just explain that…
Every wonder why people go to 12 Step meetings and come home acting just like before the meeting? This might just explain that…
Looking for help with the 12 Steps? Take a look at these easy suggestions…
My most traumatic experience with remodeling isn’t filed in a picture database anywhere …
We asked God to mold our ideals and help us to live up to them.
A guide, a mentor, a friend, a BB Nazi… so many choices!
People who are spiritual are helping others and leading interesting lives. They radiate a life-verve that is attractive.
Who’s in the drivers’ seat?
Jot these questions in your cell so you’re prepared.
Should you be a sponsor?
What do you say to the complainer in the group
What to say to that person who thinks you should just ‘try harder
What to say to your buddy whose contribution in 12 Step meetings sound like a rehearsal for the Loudest
How do you define ‘unmanageable’?
The 12 Steps are for all of us
I have been liberated from some of the bonds of self that kept me telling God what to do!
Like a compass needle slamming from South to North …
methods named are specifically prayer and meditation
There’s a mirror above the hat in this picture. Take a moment to reflect
She said, “Heidi, I don’t know why anyone calls you when they’re having problems.”
What do you mean, alcoholic?
Really?
What is implied by the ‘help me’?
Are we keeping the gate closed?
Guess what’s inside this AA meeting!
What do you want?
WHICH WAY?
I’ve got several phrases that help me.
Nearly any day contains prime resentment opportunities.
Pick up a broom and give it a whirl!
I no longer feel I have to ‘prove’ anything to you or to me
It IS whether you win or lose!
We are sure God wants us to be happy, joyous and free.
A month into Al-Anon I find that I am losing my job.
After cleaning out my wheelhouse I find I’m a little lonely…
Just between you and me, I’ve always been a little crazy during and around a full moon….
When I’m digging into the quarry of the past, I’m entering the insanity of mining my history…
The visible me was a lie. The shadow me was reality.
I grew up in the 50s–a time when sex education had not yet been invented.
There’s a lot of ‘holding’ going on during the last three points.
My life would make a better movie than it does a life.
I didn’t make any eye-contact with the smokers outside and tried to sneak by …
As a little kid once said, “This is brand and new!” So this journaling blog about my alcoholism struggle and recovery process is going to change as it grows. Even […]