I wrote the other day that I "don't believe in coincidence"... but perhaps it's more accurate to say that I think coincidence is usually the wrong word. Synchronicity is the word I almost always apply to those situations when "coincidence" seems meaningful. Which is almost always. I like how my Sponsor frames it: "Coincidence is … Continue reading Synchronicity or Swim
Category: Recovery
Buoyancy Control
The inflatable vest worn by a Scuba diver is called the BC, or Buoyancy Compensator. It connects to the diver's air tank, and can be used to control buoyancy---the level in the water where the diver wants to hover or cruise. Add a little air with the inflator button to rise slightly in the water, … Continue reading Buoyancy Control
Grittier Resurrection Stories
The Harry Potter series of books finally ensorcelled my daughter last week over Spring Break. She has watched all the movies (in fact, I'm sure we have Harry Potter to thank for her utter lack of hesitation about wearing her new glasses) and I figured she just needed a jump-start on the books, so we … Continue reading Grittier Resurrection Stories
A Bug in His Ear
My hubby's got a bug in his ear this week, and I'm excited to see him excited. I think the bug itself hopped onboard last Friday or so, when his boss asked him the loaded question: "What are your goals working here, Keoni?" Given that the boss had just (earlier that afternoon) fired the kitchen … Continue reading A Bug in His Ear
Shining a Light into the Dark Places
It's Imbolc, a fire feast and a day that belongs to Brigid, Celtic goddess of fires, of home and hearth and healing, of smithcraft and wordcraft. (Or--for those more comfortable with a different version of her--Saint Bridget, patroness of those same things, as she has also been known since the Catholics co-opted her some centuries … Continue reading Shining a Light into the Dark Places
13 Months of Sobriety are Irrelevant–I Am a ‘Drunken Waste’
This is a public service announcement, at the behest of my ex-husband, who feels it's critical that everyone should know the following facts (especially our children, ages 7 & 10, in front of whom the Ex and his live-in girlfriend screamed this diatribe in my husband's face last Friday): "You are a Drunken Fucking Waste! … Continue reading 13 Months of Sobriety are Irrelevant–I Am a ‘Drunken Waste’
One of My Very Bad Habits
I was going to title this in the singular--"My Very Bad Habit"--but I can't, even in jest, pretend there's only one. This is the one of which I'm most ashamed, and therefore (perversely) the one I'm writing about. I spent some thirty-five years turning up my nose at people who indulged in this same habit, … Continue reading One of My Very Bad Habits
