My Paganism

When I was 14 years old, my parents had a party. I remember one of the guests coming up and telling me I should go for a walk because I have too much energy to just sit around. Her name was Buff, and that night began my informal training in the Art of the Wise, […]

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About that recovery…

So, about this recovery thing… When I first started this blog a year ago, I was nearing the completion of my Masters in Addiction Studies.  I figured that a graduate degree, along with 24 years of long-term recovery qualified me to make some observations about recovery.  Most of my observations were pretty critical: the cult […]

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Licensed!

Exactly 11 years ago, I began what would be the latest phase in my professional life.  Who in Recovery doesn’t want to be a counselor?  I certainly did, right from my first NA meeting in Oakland in January of 1987. Of course, I still had 5 years of alcohol-fueled meth binges in me, with ample […]

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Rats and Anthrax

One of my closest friends asked me why in the world I am engaging in the blogosphere.  His point was that I tend to be rather minimalist when it comes to social media.  Yes, I do have a Facebook account, but for the most part I check it about once a month.  I guess I […]

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Anger- Part I

One of the things I am wrestling with over this past week is anger.  Occasionally, I am able to express my anger in an appropriate, intelligent, and even constructive manner.  I am a firm believer that anger is an instructive emotion: a reasonable response to prevent injury or correct a wrong.  I could go more […]

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