the truth is

as you hold the burning candle, the flame draws nearer the hand. The moment draws closer and closer where you are faced with choice. One of relief and one of pain. Honor choice...

as each moment of the day unfolds, comes a new thought. How often I see my level of patience fleeting. Lasting too brief for my liking, without permission, pass it does. I seek tolerance, yet my lack of patience seems to race above the fold and present itself like the lead story. I need never to forget that others dance with difference as do I...

there is maybe no greater opposites that faith and fear. Day by day the world unfolds before us. It was once suggested to me after an encounter where I was fervently expressing my position in life by suggesting that it was a result of the actions of others that I was in my current situation. That suggestion was for me to consider that perhaps, just perhaps, it was my reaction to situations in my life that had sent me down the paths that I had taken. As I sat enveloped in thought that morning, I wreathed in every course of my being as to whether or not this was true. To this day, I see the absolute truth in that piece of wisdom. From that day, I see that "the truth is". The truth is that my perception is and will always be the driving force in any course of action that I take. The truth is that my reaction is solely based on my perception, be it held in faith or fear, it will be that perception that guides me. Comes now the choice of the two...

i am reminded of a story where an old man is quietly sitting on a log deep in the cool forest. From a distance he hears then eyes a young man running, coming closer, he passes and leaves over the hill and out of sight. After a short time enjoying the calm, the sounds are heard once again and from a distance he sees the running man. Again he passes out of sight and sound. The quiet fills deep into the old man as he embraces the moment. For a third time, back comes the runner. As he approaches, the old man raises his hand suggesting the young man stop. Why are you running asks the old man. I am seeking a place of rest old man. I am told it is near yet I have not been able to find it  and I grow more weary the more I look. With a smile and soft voice, the old man says to him, “perhaps if you stop running, you will find what you seek” be at peace and rest wherever you are...

some tremendous support was received today from some folks typically outside the recovery realm. What a great honor it is to be a part of something much bigger than any one of us...

seven years have past since GOD guided me to start a sober living house for men in recovery. In those years, many men have been served by this blessing. After a troubling time, I sought GOD’s will for the house and before me was placed an angel. The house would now be for women. Our angel brings with her, experience, insight, wisdom, commitment and a love of GOD. I am grateful that our mission continues and that we can help recovering women in their transition out of alcoholic destruction to a life fulfilled...

for many of us emotional security is elusive as we live our lives riddled with fear. We will deny this fear at any cost. Many times we are in such denial that we do not even recognize it ourselves. We refuse to show any signs of weakness for we are sure that others will see us as less than what we want them to believe that we are. In sobriety we will come to see the insanity of such beliefs...