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, […]Read More My Paganism
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 […]Read More About that recovery…
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 […]Read More Licensed!
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 […]Read More Rats and Anthrax
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 […]Read More Anger- Part I
This is the excerpt for your very first post.Read More First blog post