Sep 05

Cumulative Communication…

IMG_2178couldn’t help posting a photo of my home group’s half measures room with this blog…as you can see, there are no couches or chairs in here anymore…it’s not much of a socializing area…basically a hallway now…some people stand in here and talk between meetings, but it’s a brief “how you doing?” kind of a thing…or maybe just catching up after a meeting from what had been shared…mostly it’s a place to post organizational things going on locally…and even a board for more personal, individual things, like where I work…or i need a sober roommate…or i need help moving…i just saw the “Quiet Zone” sign and had to share it…goes right along with what’s been on my mind lately…i’m thinking this is to keep people down a notch while meetings are going on…it’s mostly in the coffee bar through that door on the right…i’ve heard people getting really loud in there about stuff while people are in the other rooms for a meeting…it can be pretty distracting

i’ve probably mentioned this before, in some other blogs…but, over the past few years i’ve been doing my best to listen in meetings…and that hasn’t been easy…i’ve never been one to physically hear the voice of God from the heavans…even in my morning meditation, devotionals and prayers…i’ve never heard His will directed to me in voice…occasionally i have read something that fits right along with what i’m going through…or a specific reminder of what to look forward to…or how i should really be treating people and working on life right now…and there have been other times where i’ve skipped directly over what i’ve been reading, and have to revisit it again, one more time…and that isn’t enough…so i ditch it all together…which is probably why i read from two books…prayers come the same way, sometimes…like the 3rd and 7th Step prayers…there have been times where those words just slip right off my tongue, without any meaning whatsoever…and there are other days where parts of the phrases come on strong…right where i need to be that day

IMG_2192my goal during that “moment of silence” at the beginning of meetings is to ask my Higher Power to remove my judgements of other people…how many times have i heard what someone has said, and took it south…like, “they are full of shit!”…or, “what does this have to do with sobriety?”…and even, “they aren’t alcoholic, what are they even doing here?!”…it’s mad…crazy…and today i truly want to hear what they are saying to the group…for, it’s been my experience that God speaks to me through other people…it’s one of the big reasons why meetings are so important to me…it’s not how i work the steps…it’s not totally how i stay sober…sobriety is a way of life for me, outside the rooms…however, it is in fellowship that i get to learn from others who have gone before me…or newbies struggling through what i have similarly

this is why i think my wife and sponsor have been encouraging me to share in meetings…trying to keep my mouth shut just isn’t enough…especially if i have a message to carry through the topic at hand…i’ve been doing my best to keep to merely blogging…but, even that isn’t enough…i’ve been better about being social on the internet lately…although, i’m still only blogging a couple times a month…there are times in meetings frequently, when i feel i have something to add, and i don’t…so, i’m doing my best to change that…and i’m only raising my hand to speak when there is meaningfully something to contribute…and it’s hard, at times…there are still things certain people say that i disagree with…so, i want to speak up and shoot them down…lol…and that’s not good…it’s cross-talk…and it’s still important to ask God to direct my thinking and speak through me with His words…i just want to be there for the next suffering addict/alcoholic…if what i say can reach one person in the room, my role in Unity has been fulfilled…it happens to me most times when i attend the group…whether it’s in the meeting itself, or outside that hour in my day…which is why it’s pertinent that i show up 15-30 minutes before and after…for half the time people who speak to me then have the ability to reachIMG_2200

leaving with this…i was talking to my kid the other day about skateboarding…told him that i knew he was a skateboarder, because he was doing what he could to learn things on his own…i have tried to mention tricks to him before, but he just wouldn’t listen…that’s when i knew he was true about this sport…because i have been the same…i do like to watch others skate at the parks we go to…and when i’m at home i enjoy watching videos of pro skaters…and it’s in the capture of how they pull tricks and land them that inspire me to do the same…and there are bad days and good days…i fall…and hurt…and slam…and bail…but, i always pick it back up again…so, i told my kid to never give it up…as long as we have a goal and learn something new each day, skateboarding will be part of our lives forever…which is much the same with sobriety…each day is new…so i take what i can and watch others to learn new things and acclimate them into my life…hard times…pink clouds…life can be different with each step…it is in how i communicate progress and failure with others…and i don’t expect them to do it for me…it is my responsibility to watch, listen and share what i’ve learned to people in the fellowship who have like-minds and actions…i musn’t take one over the other…i cant tell people of what i am not practicing anymore…and i am unable to only hear things without doing the deal…faith without works is dead, is it not?

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Aug 27

Smallest Goodness Brings End to Biggest Issues…

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Aug 09

Seeing from Hearing…Feeling from Doing…Being from Healing…

hole in groundnot much for reading stories in the back of our books…mostly concerned covering instructions on the steps and recovery from my disease…i’m much rather into going to speaker meetings for listening to ‘what it was like…what happened…and what it’s like now”…although, part of a back book story was read to me recently that meant a lot…just a few sentences, but really touched a part of my sobriety that hasn’t before in our literature…talking about how things start making more sense to us as we keep clean…living this new way of life through use of our 12 step program…reminds me of the spiritual awakening idea…creating that dark hole in my life from using and drinking affected all areas…my family…my friends…my job…my education…my place in society…and it also scarred a section even closer…a part kept in secret from others…something only i ever thought about and shared with…coming into sobriety with help through the steps created an experience of this spiritual variety…and it wasn’t easy, because this was something never willing to expose…but getting and keeping clean meant taking a closer look at this portion in living…for it took a deep puncture when getting loaded all the timegod shelter question

my attitude sucks…i’ve been falling apart from, rather than being a part of…fundamental facets of my life has shown great importance in me the past few years…so, mostly family, home life and work have been in the forefront…however, being an addict/alcoholic in recovery means involving oneself with others of the same genre…we will never be able to walk this fight alone…no matter how much stepwork, reading and prayer i do on my own…i must turn to others with similar problems for help and contribution…it’s a big part of my life that has been missing…eating away at my livelihood, i’ve recently found

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the other night, i went to the meeting before the meeting…afterward, i stayed for the meeting after…yet, i barely spoke with anyone…not being at the group regularly for awhile now, it put me in a place of outsiderness…and fellowship is so vital to getting and staying sober…getting to know people…forming friendships with bonds of relation…knowing who to go to when certain problems arise…sponsorship is necessary too, but the ties that bind us must follow in every group we walk into…because we are like one another and have walked in each other’s shoes…i’ve never been able collecting much from doctor’s who have been educated in the field of addiction…even from those that love me and know me most, couldn’t help much, because they hadn’t been where i’ve been…this is why 12 step work has been the strongest advocate for my lifelong issue with dope and booze…it is a hands-on approach from those it has worked on before

someone called me the other day when i was laying down for bed…a guy i used to sponsor who has moved out of state…he’s been through a lot over the years…first person i’ve ever gone out on a 12 step call for…he’s never really liked being in the program, but this is where i met him…we talked and got to know each other first…we like the same things…skateboarding…heavy metal music…video games…we got a long right away, and he would constantly talk his bouts with alcoholism…and i became his go-to guy when it involved sobriety, particularly when times where rough

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this is what caught my eye in the beginning…the fellowship was the “last house on the block” for me…when i couldn’t find anywhere else to turn to…after burning every bridge i tried to cross…my only last resort was to turn towards that with real answers…i had to remove the “cotton from my ears and put it in my mouth”…this is what getting the message is all about…listening…paying attention…and following through with suggestion…i end up absorbing what is useful through this kind of treatment…and i acclimate them to my current affairs…i cannot live a life and fit those roles so important to me without filling sober shoes first…without sobriety i would not have a family…without recovery i haven’t a chance with furthering my career…unless i continue work on keeping clean, my perception and mindset will persist in negativity…it is in this type of awakening that growth is possible…opening my eyes new things will come to what i’ve mostly been looking at all along…just in a new light

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Aug 02

Taken From What’s Been Carried Away…

give me thatpriorities have been in the forefront of my mind…from time to time they may change…for better or worse…i’m always doing what i can to keep certain things primary…lately scheduling has become an big issue…work and family have come first…how can i best meet needs?…what is expected of me?…at home and on the job?…how can i fit in the time needed to meet these expectations?…how am i to arrange activities included in my role as a father, husband, employee?…i do what i can…make plans each day…trying my best for accomplishment in areas requiring my attention…and most days it is successful, thank God

however, i’ve felt something missing in my life…a big part…and it’s been trouble fitting it in to my regiment…i’ve met lots of people in sobriety…some have stuck around a long time…others come and go…and i’m not the greatest at making contact…in and out of the rooms, only certain people are recognizable on a constant basis…and it’s good seeing new faces…but, also sad when others have been forgotten about, and wondered on…fellowship is important…a fundamental part at keeping with a like-minded people who are doing what is necessary to stay sober…it’s a lot like family…we stick together, especially when times are rough…it is a specific modality of 12 step recovery

one individual i’ve met through Steel on Steel has kept up with me, mostly through text messaging…he’s asked me to hit him up when planning on making meetings…which i did last Friday, asking him where to go…he invited me to a group i haven’t been to in awhile…a lot of people i know go there…but, it’s just not my favorite place…not hearing much from the literature…mostly people with double-digit sobriety…but, i went to meet up with some of these folks i hadn’t seen in a while…and my sponsor caught up with me at the front door…after asking me how things were, i went on…complaining about my work situation…telling him i felt i deserved better…that my intentions of switching careers through college education have not been met…then immediately, i shook my hand out in the air…looking at the others around me, i realized my attitude had gone sour…i told him this just wasn’t the place for me to be speaking so negatively…he laughed and nodded his head up and down

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positive outcomes are the fruits of a spiritual nature…it shouldn’t matter what is going on currently…as long as i know what has to be done and put my best foot forward, i know all will be taken care of…i’m really in a good place…my needs, and the ones i love, are being met…it is in how i look at things…it is so easy when expecting so much, then seeing so little…i have to be repeatedly reminded about it…which is why it’s fundamentally important to remain honest with others i trust…for i cannot rely upon my own reasoning to get me by in the rough spots…i just haven’t the power to walk through, especially when it’s mud that i’ve created

you know, i never want to drink again…i don’t want to get high…and it’s hard to explain this…but, i’m just bent on handing it overattending Beginners meetings…it’s where i hear the message when i first came to the rooms…i’m reminded of what it was like when i had nowhere else to turn to…tools used for getting and staying sober are brought up in the discussion…i get to listen from those who are having a tough time at getting this thing we call recovery…and it’s my chance to show others how it works for me…i never want to lose those feelings…and i want to be able to listen to those kind of shares…it’s what i use that Moment of Silence for at the start in the group…i ask my Higher Power to remove my judgements of other people…to help me hear His message through those telling their stories…for that is the only way i’ve ever heard His voice…from the people carrying HIs message with descriptions of their path through the steps

once handed those keys to future sobriety, it is in my best interest to give them away…it’s the only option i have to keep what has been given…sobriety begins with acceptance and understanding…and it continues with perseverance…practice…and residual guidance…none of us have complete answers to all problems…however, we know directions in which to lead people…therefore, once i’ve reached that better place, it is pivotal for me find ways to be of service…i don’t like sharing in meetings much…for the past few years i’ve been mostly about listening…i want to hear what others have to say about their plight…at times i am compelled to contribute…but, it’s best for me to reach out on a personal basis…if i find others with troubles similar to mine…this is usually a good sign for me to reach my hand out to try and help…it’s what had been done for me…and it’s why 12 step fellowships have meant so much…we are not different from other people…but, we are much the same as one another…which is what keeps us coming back…and i have to do my part to expect a prominent reward

 

Jul 29

Internested in it’s Bloggyness…

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Jul 14

‘Notes’ from the Half Measures Room

took me awhile…but i finally finished getting the first collection of blogs for sale in book form…only a few bucks will be made from each purchase, which will go back to HMR…the plan is to start online radio meetings again…this is the first couple years of blogs made…there is enough to make a couple more books, which is what i want to do next…this is available in softcover, hardcover and ebook…my personal copy should be sent to me within the next week…i will post a vlog showing what it looks like in person, to peak your possible interest in picking up a copy

 

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Jun 16

All 12 Steps Lead to One Door…

IMG_1893purpose…there is a reason we all exist today…it shouldn’t matter what we see, feel, think, want, hear or believe…it rests upon that in front of us presently…the reality of it…and the Steps move us forward into purposefulness…so much kept me from moving ahead when i was out using and getting high…i did very little, even though all i thought about was myself…must have meant i didn’t care much, which was clear to other people…within my selfishness i wouldn’t even care about myself…being loaded was mostly about changing my current state of being…avoiding actual events, hoping they would come to pass and i would never have to revisit them again…doing that avoided me seeing things as they really were…and then it got worse…i would use to satisfy physical cravings…my body called out for refreshment…the mind lost whatever control it thought it had, and the body took over

therefore the only reason i found for living was to stay high…sobriety was boring to me…it caused nothing but IMG_1896problems, especially after coming for a need to get loaded…mental control was taken over by a physical ailment…i became an addict, unable to change what had been created…selfishness turned quickly into selflessness…no longer did i care for myself only…i became bent on treating sickness the only way working so far…and death wasn’t a hard option…i never expected to live past my 20’s anyway…caring for anything slipped away…doing absolutely everything i could find to stay high was my only solution…right or wrong…bad or good…nothing mattered to me anymore…this was the last straw…a spiritual sickness

recently i finally got to read a book by Aldous Huxley…an author that has always intrigued me, by his constant referrals to the human psyche and religious beliefs…he mentions many things in the essay i finished looking over…a lot has been hard for me to absorb…one phrase that has stuck with me is talk about the “Door in the Wall”…this is described as a place man will go in which he “will never be quite the same as the man who went out”…i find this to be true in what turns people into addicts…as well as those who eventually recover into the new sober life

things always seem to change, the more we search out results…we may try and try again, yet never discover a true meaning…for experienced, trusting servants looking for real answers this usually highlights the wrong path…and new choices are decided to be made, in order to go another way…others, who mostly likely have ulterior motives inside, binge deeper…they go by any means imaginable to find what they want…and once success finally comes their way, it’s just cause for more of the same…once is never enough to continue re-feeling completion of that original desire…so they take more, and more often…uselessness is what the outsider views…and the user refuses to look at it that way…because the cause has taken over…no longer is the person in control

IMG_1892principles behind each step in the program provide a purpose in maintaining sobriety to stay alive…as i continue to work them in all aspects, there comes a usefulness to my existence…this is something i had failed to see before finding a need to be clean…there lies product of new light shining upon working ideals, rather than sinful seeking…after walking through this new way of life, i began thinking of myself again…the more i practiced the principles, my thoughts and feelings became positive…my attention then moved towards others, and how i could better meet their needs…helping them with the difficulties experienced i could be witness to

in this way, most of what comes into my life now can be seen exactly as it is…no longer do they appear as simple objects…material is less of a requirement or necessity today…i have the opportunity to look into everything, discovering the needs for their usage…how they fit into life tools to assist myself and everyone else walks us through what is stumbled upon presently…we have never found the Power to do this alone…we must have something greater than ourselves, wealth, drugs, or alcohol for that achievement…God has always been there for us, whether we have been obvious to it, or not…His presence enables us to see what we’ve been hiding from our own eyes, mind and heart…this change never comes from within…it is found all around us…outside of our own intentional (or non-intentional) substance of collection

 

May 05

The First Chip Monk Started With a Habit: Sister Ignatia

sister-ignatia 2The beginning of the beginners chip or the desire chip. An outward sign of an inner commitment to try our way of life (to stay sober) for 24 hours, are there any takers? If it doesn’t work for you we will gladly refund your misery.

“In 1950, the year of his death, (Dr. Bob Smith) carried the A.A. message to more than 5,000 alcoholic men and women, and to all these he gave his medical services without thought of charge.
“In this prodigy of service, he was well assisted by Sister Ignatia at St. Thomas Hospital in Akron, Ohio, one of the greatest friends our Fellowship will ever know.”– Dr. Bobs Nightmare AA BB p. 171

Sister Ignatia was born in Ireland as Bridget Della Mary Gavin on 2 January 1889 at Shan valley, Burren, in CountyMayo.
Having moved to the United States, in 1914 she entered the Sisters of Charity of St. Augustine in Ohio, at which time she took the name Sister Mary Ignatia. A superb musician, she was assigned to teach music. She did this for about ten years, but found it “too hectic” and suffered a nervous breakdown.
When she recovered, she began working as a nurse. On August 16, 1935, Sister Ignatia was in charge of admissions at St. Thomas Hospital in Akron, Ohio. She and Dr. Bob Smith admitted the first alcoholic patient who would be the first of millions to participate in the Twelve-step program of recovery, the beginning of Alcoholics Anonymous.

 

The founding of Alcoholics Anonymous is a topic of great discussion within AA literature. It is a discussion that is carried over into the meetings themselves, and many members pride themselves on rekindling the spirit of our ‘pioneering times’, claiming that the program and fellowship itself have been watered down, diluted and misdirected. The issues of sponsorship and carrying the message are the spearheads of this controversy, despite the 10th Tradition’s complicit suggestion that it be avoided. Although, this suggested point of tradition explicitly warns against involvement in ‘outside issues’ and ‘public controversy’. This may obviously mean that inner controversy and inside issues are tolerated, loved and accepted.
Something that is undermined and often overlooked in AA meetings when discussion of its history arises is the fact that many non-alcoholics were involved in the conception and evolution of the organization itself. In fact, were it not for these professional normal and temperate drinkers, AA may not have survived its early days of growth and sustainability. One such person is Sister Ignatia, a particularly spiritual figure in AA past that seems to have eluded the more predominant and popular AA literature. There is scarce mention of her in the Big Book itself. In fact, one will only find casual reference to her in the opening monologue to Dr. Bob’s story (of which the excerpt is provided above). Her name does not appear in the first 164 pages.
A long list of normies adorns the history of Alcoholics Anonymous. In addition to Sister Ignatia’s contribution are Sam Shoemaker, Dr. Carl Jung, Father Dowling and Lois Wilson herself. Without these people AA may not have ever become, and it is clear that their involvement with the fellowship has vastly improved and helped evolve the AA way of life. Leave anything up to a group of sorry drunks and they will muck it up every time.

“Could these large numbers of erstwhile erratic alcoholics successfully meet and work together? Would there be quarrels over membership, leadership, and money? Would there be strivings for power and prestige? Would there be schisms which would split A.A. apart?” – Forward to Second Edition AA BB p. xviii-xix

Yes, in the beginning it was the non-alcoholics that pointed out the frailty, strength, opportunity and danger inherent in the largely growing and developing sobriety movement that is now called Alcoholics Anonymous. It wasn’t until AA became the guiding force in sobering up drunks that alcoholism became seriously considered and treated as a legitimate disease. Before the 12 steps, problem drinkers were looked upon as derelicts and miscreants whose real issue was moral deficiency. When Sister Ignatia fell victim to the belief that she and a few other interested medical professionals could treat drunks as patients, the tide on alcoholic recovery really began to take its turn.
The stigma associated with alkies was that they were doomed, hopeless and helpless. At first, Sister Ignatia began treating drunks in secret, with the help of Dr. Bob Smith and another ER intern. As their treatment proved successful, soon alcoholics began being brought through the front door of the hospital and a ward was secured for this work. No longer were drunks locked up and administered Belladonna treatment for their ailments. The real problems with these people were addressed, and in 1935 the first official admission of an alcoholic patient was made.

The telephone rang and Sister Ignatia answered it.
“This is Bill, Sister. I’m sorry, but I’m going to have to send you back the Sacred Heart Badge. I’ve had a rough morning and I’m going out to get a drink.”
Sister Ignatia sighed, but said quickly: “Don’t do it, Bill. Wait until you finish work at five. Then call me again. In the meantime, I’ll pray for you. Whatever you do, don’t send me back that badge. Keep it with you for strength and inspiration.”
Sister Ignatia prayed hard all afternoon and, finally the call came from Bill.
“It’s O.K., Sister, I never took the drink. I think I’m going to be all right now, thanks to the Sacred Heart and you.”
image003image002 2After sobering up for a few days, Sister Ignatia would present these patients with a token, representing personal commitment to God, Alcoholics Anonymous and the 12 step program. The only requirement for accepting this ‘Sacred Heart Medallion’ is that if the patient ever returned to the drink again, the coin would be given back. This is a tradition we carry on today in the rooms of AA when we hand out chips decorating members who have achieved increments of continuous sobriety.
Sister Ignatia claimed that the real back bone of this effort was Ann Smith Dr. Bob’s Dutiful wife. When Sister Ignatia was not sure of what the next right thing to do and did not want to bother the Dr. (Dr. Bob) with every dart and fiddle for there were 5000 that found beds and a new way of living.
She would rely on Ann, as she always knew exactly what to do. Sister Ignatia also claimed that women had a harder time getting sober because they would have the innate ability to stay in denial that much longer, Ann would always have insights otherwise denied to others.
In a collaboration with Dr.Bob they convinced the powers that be, the hospital board to put on an alcoholic wing. It was paid for and built by the alcoholics. The wing was named Rosary Hall because every time you saw a rosary you would think of prayer and it was through the prayers of the penitent that this work and this wing was there.
The Sister wanted to name after Dr. Bob and in a way she did, it was finally called Rosary Hall Solarium in honor of Dr. Bob’s Initials, Robert Holbrook Smith the initials on the doors read RHS.

Written in collaboration with Joseph G. from www.rumradio.org

May 03

The Matter of Factual Higher Powers

“All material things, the universe, the world, even our bodies, may be Eternal Thought expressed in time and space.” – 24 Hours a Day (May 1st)

IMG_1732many times have i heard people say that God resides up in the heaven’s…that the Creator is center of the universe…i must disagree with that ideal…i believe that His presence is everywhere…i have faith that He makes up everything…the Earth…it’s people…the animals…the weather…the stars…all of it…at the same time…i’ve never agreed with it being a mistake…all around us i see purpose and creativity…it has been with proof that i’ve come to some understanding of a Higher Power…and I’m still looking for it…and occasionally i find it…but, only when i pay close attention…it never seems easy to do…i’m still awakening to spiritual experience…

 

“In the final analysis, matter is thought.  When Eternal Thought expresses itself within the framework of space and time, it becomes matter.” – 24 Hours a Day (May 1st)

thinking has appeared to be an issue with me, from the beginning…my sobriety has been built on discarding my old thoughts, to bring in the new…from outside sources…people who have gone before me with tools that have carried them into new sober life…it’s what meditation is about, i have found…spending quiet time to erase all the thoughts crowding my head…bad thoughts of what i want…things i think need changed…mistakes i’ve made…fears i have…people i loath…concerns plaguing me…problems no solutions are yet found…these are all given special time of silence to be removed, in order to make way for the thinking from my Lord…and i’ve never heard the voice of God, in particularly…it always has seem to come from people like yourself…which is why meetings and fellowship are so important to me…i must make time for fitting these activities in my schedule…for they are an integral part of this new way of life…
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coming right down to it, i’ve always felt my thoughts were my own…rarely did i ever quickly accept they had come from somewhere else…when believing i had grown wise from my thinking, i congratulated myself…and this is where the root of my troubles stem from…the selfishness and self-centeredness…from learning and being taught i had been given advice from others…these people had journeyed previously, marking footsteps for me to follow…just like they had by their elders…it was passed on…so they just lead the way…it has been through my own personal experience that wisdom was paid for…errors made and corrections taken…after overcoming disaster i became witness to others facing similar problems…

IMG_1730this is why i do my best in being careful when sharing in meetings…i mean to carry a message…always referring back to our literature…much how i blog with quotations from books on sobriety…the readings blossom with fruition as i walk through the program…although i may have read these books over and over again…when i pick them up once more, it’s like going though them all over again…i start wondering if i’d ever even flipped through the pages of this chapter before…and i’m sure it’s because i’m seeing them though different eyes and mind…or maybe they are just spoken to me from that eternal thought…pain can be a great master…with healing we become stronger, in that sense…scarring can build a thicker layer of overgrown skin…of the same flesh gone through horrible times…alive to speak of the trials and tribulations gone to walk out the other side…it’s how we have bonded with one another in this program…we find similarities that safeguard us from making the same mistakes over again…

 

“Our thoughts, within the box of space and time, cannot know anything firsthand, except material things.  But we can deduce that outside the box of space and time is Eternal Thought, which we can call God.” – 24 Hours a Day (May 1st)IMG_1731

it doesn’t matter to me how we find God…just as long as it doesn’t remain a mystery anymore…i had the hardest time with the phrase God Consciousness…trying to figure out what it meant…i looked for my Higher Power in places i thought Him to be found…trying my best to pay attention to what was around me…my prayers most centered around others…doing my best to stay generic, as i knew it wasn’t my job to play God anymore…i haven’t the slightest clue what people really need…and for myself, i simply ask for removal of the things blocking me from the Spirit…my sponsor has told me that consciousness of God comes from being of service to others…when doing that, we see the miracles happen in other people’s lives…and is that our power coming to life?…no…i believe it is our Higher Power working through us…i never know what it is i say or do come to light in other people’s lives…and at times they come to me, thanking me for what i did…and it surprises me…i can’t believe that what i said or did really made that much of a difference…it is with that Eternal Thought that His light shines through in everything around us…for i see, and sometimes odd things happen for me…seemingly without reason to other people…but, for myself it becomes revelation…especially when looking backwards at how far i’ve come…

 

 

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