Whenever I'm grappling with a difficult decision, my A.A. Sponsor asks me, "What does your gut tell you?" Usually I already know what course of action my “gut” is pointing me toward, but those instincts tend to solidify when she verbalizes them. "Listen to your gut--that's God talking," she tells me. Oh great...God talks to … Continue reading Sailor’s Knot, Compass Rose
Tag: Recovery
Shifting Paradigms & Half a Pair’o’Dimes
When my husband Keoni and I met (in Rehab, of all places!) he was 52 and I was 34. We tend to get reactions from people when we’re out arm-in-arm; it’s an inverse bell-curve, where reactions are heavily loaded at the ends of the spectrum rather than the middle. He either gets fist-bumps, or snide … Continue reading Shifting Paradigms & Half a Pair’o’Dimes
In the Market for a Maker
“Get a God,” I hear repeatedly in the rooms of A.A. “If you don’t get God… You’re wrecked. Your own 'best thinking' got you here, so you'd better get God and follow directions.” I'm told my God can be anything, anything at all with power higher than my own—“hell, even a doorknob,” an old-timer smirks, … Continue reading In the Market for a Maker
Boxers & Blugs
I recently took the FaceBook quiz, “What kind of underwear are you?” Please don’t ask me why I would do such a thing. (Ironically, I hit cancel rather than let the results post to my FB page—because I didn’t want people to know I was so silly. But here we are…) I’m sure you can … Continue reading Boxers & Blugs
Breaking my own Rules: Observations from the NaNoWriMo Lab Notebook
So I signed up for NaNoWriMo this year—the Extreme Writing Event wherein crazed participants skip sleeping for the month of November and work to turn out a 50,000 word novel in 30 days… And those of you who have been reading here for a few weeks know that I pledged not to blog about the … Continue reading Breaking my own Rules: Observations from the NaNoWriMo Lab Notebook
Confessions of a Statistics Slut
Hi, my name is Kana, and I'm a stats-aholic. I admit it. I look at my blog stats a lot. It's the feel-good-fix for which I don't want to go to Anonymous meetings. Unlike alcohol (for which I DO go to meetings), my stats addiction doesn't turn me Stupid. (At least, I don't think it … Continue reading Confessions of a Statistics Slut
Hunting for Answers in Pink Camo: Why is it…
Why is it...that when our digital devices are syncing, we don't throw them life preservers? Why is it...that everyone has a "bucket list" of things they want to do, but nobody talks about the Fuckit List of the shit they've decided not to bother with? Why is it...that people don't come with the "Cool" button … Continue reading Hunting for Answers in Pink Camo: Why is it…
Kana's Chronicles 