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Wed, Sep 4, 2019 08:01:42 AM
🛠 doing it for myself 🛣
posted: Wed, Sep 4, 2019 08:01:42 AM
not to make those to whom i owe amends feel better or like me once again, but to follow a path where i can be okay with who i am and how i got here. just like asking for something in prayer the responses i have received over the course of making direct amends , seem to fall into three distinct categories:
no matter how placid my life may appear to the casual observer, there are certainly more than a few “messes” that are distracting me from the task at hand: recovering in a “just for today” mode. when i look at them, i see that none of them are insurmountable nor is my life “broken beyond repair.” i even have the willingness to do what it takes and to stop acting-out with self-harm, sloth and diving into deep pools of envy and resentments. just as “sweeping” the harm i have done others under the carpet clutters my spirit, so does ignoring the harm i am doing myself. the rationalization always ends up with“…at least i am not using.” i can stay in this mode of self-harm and seal-debasement for as long as i choose to do so, after all it plays well to the internal prosecutor, judge,m jury and executioner and is a very familiar refrain. i know all about the shame of not taking care of what i need to and doing my best to hide it from the world. i also know well the “clean” feeling i get when i let go of that shame and start taking the action necessary to reduce the “clutter” i have put into my own abode.
on that little ray of sunshine, i think i will put this to bed and get the dawg and i out and about for more than a three mile jaunt. both of us can use a bit of exercise and fresh air this morning, and as i empty my head, i can be certain that during trek, a bit more will be revealed, as is most often the case. maybe today i can let go of the excuses i use to keep pounding myself down and live a bit better and freer.
- forgiveness and healing (YES)
- no way José
- MEH (Not Yet)
no matter how placid my life may appear to the casual observer, there are certainly more than a few “messes” that are distracting me from the task at hand: recovering in a “just for today” mode. when i look at them, i see that none of them are insurmountable nor is my life “broken beyond repair.” i even have the willingness to do what it takes and to stop acting-out with self-harm, sloth and diving into deep pools of envy and resentments. just as “sweeping” the harm i have done others under the carpet clutters my spirit, so does ignoring the harm i am doing myself. the rationalization always ends up with“…at least i am not using.” i can stay in this mode of self-harm and seal-debasement for as long as i choose to do so, after all it plays well to the internal prosecutor, judge,m jury and executioner and is a very familiar refrain. i know all about the shame of not taking care of what i need to and doing my best to hide it from the world. i also know well the “clean” feeling i get when i let go of that shame and start taking the action necessary to reduce the “clutter” i have put into my own abode.
on that little ray of sunshine, i think i will put this to bed and get the dawg and i out and about for more than a three mile jaunt. both of us can use a bit of exercise and fresh air this morning, and as i empty my head, i can be certain that during trek, a bit more will be revealed, as is most often the case. maybe today i can let go of the excuses i use to keep pounding myself down and live a bit better and freer.
∞ DT ∞
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While the author is a member of a 12 Step recovery fellowship, these writings are not intended to endorse or express the published wisdom of any fellowship.
These writings are not meant to be socially or politically correct, and if you take issue with any opinions expressed, please seek the guidance of someone wiser than me.
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☯ The Tao that can be spoken is not the eternal Tao ☯
by Lao-Tse
Translated by James Legge
Book 1
The valley spirit dies not, aye the same;
The female mystery thus do we name.
Its gate, from which at first they issued forth,
Is called the root from which grew heaven and earth.
Long and unbroken does its power remain,
Used gently, and without the touch of pain.