Still reading Lamott, and here's her next gift to me: And this is God's own truth: the more often I cried in my room in Ixtapa and felt just generally wretched, the more often I started to have occasional moments of utter joy, of feeling aware of each moment shining for its own momentous sake. … Continue reading …and Morning
Tag: Recovery
Nightmare
A blogging-friend commented the other day that my writing reminds her of another writer's, and (with that sense of shame peculiar to a bibliophile when she discovers there's something she hasn't read) I immediately downloaded Anne LaMott's Traveling Mercies: Some Thoughts on Faith. The action of downloading the book brought home to me, actually, how … Continue reading Nightmare
Synchronicity or Swim
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
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
The Dying(?) Art of Knowing Your Neighbors
A fellow blogger has recently been bemoaning the hassles of moving, and I couldn't be more in sympathy! It doesn't help that I've had to move five times in the last four years, but I never liked moving to begin with. When my first husband and I bought a house, I swore I was going … Continue reading The Dying(?) Art of Knowing Your Neighbors
Kana's Chronicles 