Today is the first day of January.
It is day one of a new month and day one of a new year.
Day one always feels like a clean slate, doesn’t it?
Day one is pristine. It’s a blank page.
Day one is a virgin.
It’s full of hope and promise.
…until you fuck it up.
If you’ve ever fucked up a day one, this is dedicated to you.
Because you really didn’t do what you thought you did.
It’s weird. The things you will say to a complete stranger to sort of recap your life for them so you can build a connection. Last night I wrote this letter to a new friend who is currently in jail. We met by a divine appointment and I already love her. Her mom saw one of my Facebook posts about recovery and she contacted me. From there, we decided to start forming a relationship while she is still in jail, so I can help support and encourage her once she gets out.
Here is my second letter to my new friend. When I re-read it this morning, I was filled with a renewed sense of purpose to live out my calling….which is to live in community and help people in transition (early recovery right after treatment or directly out of jail) get grounded.
Getting grounded isn’t easy and early recovery is the time you need the most support. No one should ever be alone after treatment or right out of jail…ever.
I’m a 50 year old female who is an entrepreneur, a successful writer, a recovery advocate…and an all around bad-ass person.
I have purpose.
I am valuable.
God says so.
I also am a 50 year old female who wakes up almost every single morning of my life with the words, “Who the hell do you think you are?” playing in my inner narrative.
I don’t know why it’s there.
Sometimes I feel like a terrible bully is following me around 24/7.
Sometimes the bully is silent. He waits. He watches.
Is she feeling weak?
Is she unsure of herself?
He always looks for the right moment to present an unhealthy thought. Read More
I want to drop a simple truth on you this morning…
What you nourish will flourish, period.
Period. Period. Period.
You Will Have What You Hold in Your Mind
Your mind is like a garden full of fertile soil. Your thoughts are the seeds that grow and produce a manifestation (or an end result) in the physical realm. It really is as simple as that.
The thoughts we choose to hold in our mind end up being the story of our lives.
Don’t believe it? Read More
I wrote this on my 30th day of sobriety.
I thought I’d share it today: Read More
I’ve been clicking around this site for weeks, wondering how I could contribute.
The browsing became a prayer of sorts. And each time I clicked that upper left corner: “That Sober Life / Beyond the Struggle” I was brought home.
One afternoon, when I should have been doing a thousand other things, it all hit me. Read More
Walking away from drug or alcohol addiction has a long list of challenges. Once the substance is removed from the equation, most of us realize that life can be pretty overwhelming. In order to stack the odds in our favor, I believe a holistic approach, one that deals with the whole person (mind, body, and spirit) is critical. Unfortunately, many of us come from ‘old school’ type thinking, where it is believed that a recovering addict should only deal with one thing at a time. As long as we are not picking up a drink or a drug, we should feel free to use whatever other coping mechanisms we can.
I strongly disagree.
The secret of your success is found in your daily routine. – John C Maxwell
We back ourselves into corners, don’t we? Oh, we never realize the low level of self-sabotage we partake in daily, until it hits us. It always feels like we were blindsided when we relapse, but in truth…we never are. Read More