Meditation, by Estuary Blogger Jacqueline DeSelms-Wolfe

Meditation, by Estuary Blogger Jacqueline DeSelms-Wolfe

I meditated the other day, like several times. Granted I was attending a meditation immersion weekend, but that’s beside the point.  

This wasn’t the first time I’ve meditated, but it was definitely the first time with a group of strangers and with a soft man voice guiding the way. That man voice was real as it was the voice of the man leading the weekend. We’ll call him Danny – mainly because that’s his name. He was awesome, by the way. He knows things. I guess that’s why all of us strangers paid lots of money to listen to both his voice and to his advice, or wisdom, rather.

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Thanksgiving, by Susan Austin-Crumpton

Thanksgiving, by Susan Austin-Crumpton

I watched my husband play the Incredible Hulk in a psycho-drama workshop we did together many years ago.  He startled me with his “acting” talent and ability, transforming from the kindhearted, tender man I knew him to be, when he appeared on set painted green and angry.  Freedom and power exuded from every cell of his being.  I felt joyful. 

I wanted to feel THAT! 

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Loving Him/Her As Myself, by Susan Austin-Crumpton

Loving Him/Her As Myself, by Susan Austin-Crumpton

This is not my first rodeo into this realm of the feminist movement.

Last time we demanded that men change, declared our sexual freedom, decided to make ourselves happy instead of waiting for “HIM” to make me happy, and burned our bras.  OHHH. . . the freedom we thought we had found.

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Love, Freedom, and Death, by Susan Austin-Crumpton

Love, Freedom, and Death, by Susan Austin-Crumpton

In the last few months I have watched three beautiful people enter into the physical release of their death.  Those of us left behind are devastated with loss and profoundly missing their physical presence.  Sadness and loneliness fill our days.

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Shattering Moments, by Susan Austin-Crumpton

Shattering Moments, by Susan Austin-Crumpton

I don’t like summer.

I know, I know!  Most of you do like it!  My husband loves it.  He loves to be hot, to feel the sun, and the extended light of the long days.

I love rain, clouds and dark days.  On those days I feel free and exempt from all duties.  My soul feels free!  Maybe it was because my Baptist Grandmother always gave herself permission not to go to church on the Sundays it rained.  She believed being in the rain made one sick!  So I have permission to make my own choices on dark rainy days.

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Making Amends, by guest blogger, David Saffold

The following is my eighth entry in a series about the 12-step spiritual program of recovery.

Step 8:  “Made a list of all persons we had harmed, and became willing to make amends to them all.”
 
Step 8 and 9 are combined in the literature and are found in Chapter 6 (Into Action), page 76, third paragraph through page 84, second paragraph of The Big Book of Alcoholics Anonymous.  However, I will focus on Step 8 in this blog entry, which is, like Step 6 is to Step 7, a preparatory (willingness) step for Step 9.  “We have a list of all people we have harmed from Step 4.  Now we go out to our fellows and repair the damage done in the past.  We attempt to sweep away the debris which has accumulated out of our effort to live on self-will.  If we haven’t the will to do this, we ask until it comes.  Remember it was agreed at the beginning we would go to any lengths for victory over our alcoholism (addiction).”

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Letting Go, by guest blogger David Saffold

The following is my sixth entry in a series about the 12-step spiritual program of recovery.

Step 6 is found in Chapter 6 (Into Action), first paragraph on page 76 of The Big Book of Alcoholics Anonymous.  “We have emphasized willingness as being indispensable.  Are we now ready to let God remove from us all the things which we have admitted are objectionable?  Can God now take them all – every one?  If we still cling to something we will not let go, we ask God to help us be willing.”

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