Snapshots of one writer’s inner landscape along the healing path.
How interesting that, in English, we use the verb “to unplug” to describe a type of self-care. I just double-checked and don’t have any power cords dangling from my body. Where did this idiom come from? The OED suggests the term first came into use in the early 1990s to describe a decision to refrain […]
On April 13, 2023, after a nine year absence from peer-supported recovery, I walked through the doors of a secular Twelve Step group and once again admitted I’m an alcoholic. I’d already been ‘dry’ for almost two years, but here’s the thing: not drinking (or using anything) is a necessary but insufficient condition for sobriety. […]
I definitely enjoy splashing ice cold holy water on the possessed subject while Tubular Bells plays very loudly in the background. Ohhhh…. exercise. Riding my bike on trails through the farmlands and forests outside the city is my jam.
The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho, The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran, and Seat of the Soul by Gary Zukav are three works I’ve ready many times. The Alchemist is a novella that is basically an extended parable on following one’s true heart in life. The treasure we seek is often hidden in plain view. The Prophet […]
Humans, obviously. At least that’s the answer I received when I asked my cat, Sam. He went on to explain that while it’s true that, in many cases, humans choose and care for their animals, often it is the animal that selects the human as pet. I am Sam’s human-servant and, when he’s in a […]
My name is Eric, I’m an alcoholic, and my community is Secular Alcoholics Anonymous. Almost two years ago, this community saved my life, and I’m engaged in efforts to help it save the lives of others who suffer from alcohol use disorder. AA as a whole is shrinking because it remains stuck in the past, […]
Woke up. Fell out of bed. Dragged a comb across my head. Found my way downstairs and drank a cup. Somebody spoke and I went into a dream…. No, that’s not me. I wake up without the need for an alarm, or at least a mechanical one. Sam, my cat, does the job just fine. […]
A person is unique simply by existing. Do resentful shallow-depth bots create the daily writing prompts? Tomorrow’s prompt will probably be “Why do humans think they’re so special?”
An Irishman walks into a bar. He orders two shots, drinks them both, and then leaves. The next day, the Irishman returns, orders another two shots, drinks them both, and then leaves. He continues to do this for some time, when one day the bartender questions him, “How come you always order exactly two shots?” […]
The Peace of Wild Things 
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