Today I will be mindful of my urge to project the feelings I do not wish to sit with onto someone else. When I make my negative feelings about someone or something else, just because I can’t allow them to be inside of me, I create relationship chaos for one thing and secondly, I don’t
I do not want this disease in my life any more. I am willing to become conscious of its dark spot in my psyche. For as long as I remember, this illness of addiction has surrounded me. It is everywhere in my family. The distorted and stink-in thinking, the grandiosity, living on the edge, the
Rage was a part of my family. It took us over and blew past our ordinary boundaries like a tornado, leaving devastation in its wake. Our rage reflected our depression, our sense of being out of control of our lives, our sadness and horror at what the disease of addiction was doing to each and
I need to find a way to experience my old anger and resentment without living in it. When I live in it, I ruin my own day. When I deny it, I create a dark spot on my emotional lungs that keeps me from being able to breathe deeply and fully; I pretend that I
I will live a life style not a death style. My recovery is my responsibility, if I don’t take care of it, no one else will, no one else can. If I feel myself slipping into negative thinking, lethargy, over tiredness, dark forecasting or self pity, I will ask myself the questions that are important
The Hopi Indians believed that every great religion contained one spiritual thread and that these threads are always seeking to connect themselves with each other. They felt that when these threads finally wove themselves together we would be pulled out of our darkness into a new spiritual light. I experience these threads in the rooms.
In a way, I am what I think and feel all day. I can shift what I am feeling by consciously changing my thoughts and I can shift what I’m thinking, by consciously evening out my emotional states. This ability is a cornerstone of my ability to live in emotional sobriety. When I am emotionally
Today, I will have fun. Living with addiction made me afraid of fun, I worried that chaos would follow. It made me less spontaneous because I was holding onto my insides so tightly, it taught me to mistrust the kind of letting go that having fun requires. But what’s the point of all the work
It is not the strongest of the species that survives, nor the most intelligent, but the one most responsive to change. Charles Darwin