Joy, Truth, Love

Joy, truth,love.  These three are interchangeable, and one always leads to the other.  It matters not in which order thye are placed.  November 5 - Meditations from "Conversations with God - Book 1" page 5

The thoughts that are going through my mind are best not posted.  But I never cease to be amazed that the people I think would be the most tolerant, aren't.  

Tonight I have prayers and good thoughts for Pam and family. 

Tonight I am grateful for:

• God, my Higher Power
• My Sobriety
• Mamie, my schnauzer
• My Sponsor
• Restraint of type (as in typing), expression, and misplaced anger.
•  The carnage at Fort Hood was not any worse.
• The bond in sobriety that we all have.
• Friends
• All y'all.

Y'all be pretty now, ya heah!

Another Good, Gorgeous, and Sober Day!

What you fear most is what will most plague you.  Fear will draw it to you like a magnet.  November 4 - Meditations from "Conversations with God - Book 1" page 56

Hey y'all, how the hell are ya?  Today was another gorgeous day here in Spring, Texas.  I had another aquatic therapy session and an anxiety attack towards the end.  There were two of us in the pool today, each with out own therapist.  The other patient's therapist was loud and had a voice that reminded me of nails on a chalkboard.  Put that in a tile walled room and the echo effect, it might neer drove me over the edge.  And it did, All of a sudden I was just pounding on the the cement bench in the pool, I did not realize I was doing this.  My therapist came over and gently asked me if I was ok.  That's when I realized what I was doing.  I sat there for a few minutes, and calm came back.  Man am I ever glad I was not shaving.  But then the incident probably would not have happened.  Whatever!  It was over as soon as it started and I am ok tonight.  I see my shrink tomorrow, so we will have something to talk about.  I'm reminded of the promises when something like this happens.  Aren't they wonderful.If we are painstaking about this phase of our development, we will be amazed before we are half way through.  We are going to know a new freedom and a new happiness.  We will not regret the past nor wish to shut the door on it.  We will comprehend the word serenity and we will know peace.   No matter how far down the scale we have gone, we will see how our experience can benefit others.  That feeling of uselessness and self-pity will disappear.   We will lose interest in selfish things and gain interest in our fellows.  Self-seeking will slip away.  Our whole attitude and outlook upon life will change.  Fear of people and of economic insecurity will leave us.  We will intuitively know how handle situations which used to baffle us.  We will suddenly realize that God is doing for us what we could not do for ourselves.

Are these extravagant promises?  We think not.  They are being fulfilled among us--sometimes quickly, sometimes slowly.  They will always materialized if we work for them.

And I am so grateful to see these promises coming true on a daily basis.  Tonight I am also grateful for:

• God, My Higher Power
• My Sobriety
• Mamie, my schnauzer
• My sponsor.
• Tomorrow's appointment with my psychiatrist
• Tomorrow's appointment with my neurologist to go over my AT progress.
• Beginning to feel progress in my mobility
• Adjusting to light-headiness when standing up.
• Being on the top side of the grass.
• Friends
• Funny emails.
• All y'all

Y'all be pretty now, ya heah!

Just another day - ANOTHER BEAUTIFUL DAY

Feeling is the language of the soul.  November 3 - Meditations from "Conversations with God - Book 1" page 3

Yesterday I started back on my Aquatic Therapy.  My balance was a bit off, but it was a hell of a lot better at the end of the session.  After that I picked up my friend Joe and off to Costco we went.  On arrival, I had to get him an electric cart as he can't walk right now.  The first one I got took me about 5 feet and died.  The second one lasted for the two hour shopping trip.  I got home about 8 PM and was pooped.  Man I sure slept well last night.  In the old days, Joe was one of my many drinking buddies, and shopping was something we did on the fly so as not to take time away from the cocktail hours.  Joe still embibes, but has been one of my biggest supporters in my trudge through sobriety.  We used to say "hell, drunk driving is a sport in Texas."  And it was, also in California, Lousiana, and just about everywhere else in this good ole U S of A.  I don't do that anymore.  There's a lot of things I don't do anymore:

1. I don't drink
2. How the hell did I wind up in bed from the star of the "Star Wars Bar."
3. Where the hell am I?
4. Wonder where the hell is my car?
5. Wonder what the hell is this sticking to my face, my arms, my chest, my.........
6. Don't worry about a DUI.
7. etc
8. etc
9. etc
10. ad infinitum.

And yes, It is a beautiful sober autumn day here in the Houston, Texas area.  And it is November and is gratitude month.  In Los Angeles, we took up a second collection at the meetings in November and that Money went to the Los Angeles Central Office.  We don't do that here in Houston, but it is still recognized as Gratitude month.  We do a Gratitude Dinner on Thanksgiving for about 250+ people at the Lambda center.  Unfortunately, I have never attended this event as I always go to Rosalie's for Thanksgiving. I plan to do the same this year, and I am ever so grateful that I have Rosalie to share this holiday. 

Tonight I am grateful for:

• God, my Higher Power
• My Sobriety
• Mamie, my steak bone chomping schnauzer.
• My Sponsor
• Seeing two of Lambda's own on a visit from Alaska this past Saturday night.
• That there were only two birthday celebrants this past Saturday that thought they were appearing on "This is My Life."  30 Celebrants with 289 years of Sobriety.
• This fellowship
• All y'all.

Y'all be pretty now, ya heah.