Glimpsing a sunrise while hiking in the mountains – especially on a never-ending switchback – creates a euphoric moment. A crack in time where all that is wrong becomes right. A second where pain and suffering take a back seat. A breath where my spirit renews and my soul revives. A liminality I wish I could savor forever.
Stories of sunrises among switchbacks – of recovery and release – vividly color my life’s trail map. I share these stories hoping we all find a moment or two to savor – where all becomes well.
I found a nugget of truth that hit hard tonight – from “Paths to Recovery” page 13 – “I finally realized my life had become unmanageable because I was so busy taking care of others that I had no time to take care of me.” How many
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It took me a while to recognize that my body tries its hardest to tell me when my life has become unmanageable. Ignoring this conversation only leads me down paths of rationalization and justification, mis-diagnosing myself, and denial. My body knows something is off and learning to
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Sixteen years of recovery work have taught me that I need to dig in deep to what particular words mean to me. (And seminary reinforced that with gusto.) How has my life become unmanageable in this relationship I have with the Church? It’s going to take a
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After thinking about all the things of the Church over which I am powerless (yesterday’s post), I ask … then, where IS my power? My power lies in dismantling my OWN structures, ideologies, mis-interpretations, plays for power, racism, elitism, seduction with hierarchies, abuse, and so much more.
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We admitted we were powerless over alcohol – that our lives had become unmanageable. Step 1 of the Twelve Steps of Al-Anon “It’s not just alcohol you are powerless over. You are powerless over people, places, and things that are not … you.” My sponsor spared none
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