after party life

Let us rise up and be thankful, for if we didn't learn a lot today, at least we learned a little, and if we didn't learn a little, at least we didn't get sick, and if we got sick, at least we didn't die; so, let us all be thankful..... buddha

Let us rise up and be thankful, for if we didn’t learn a lot today, at least we learned a little, and if we didn’t learn a little, at least we didn’t get sick, and if we got sick, at least we didn’t die; so, let us all be thankful….. buddha

mid-july?

really?

so much has transpired these last few months, it has been challening to stop-motion anything. the inside of my house is changing and it’s been in flux for about 2 months. i said yes to a promotion at work and then realized that it came at too big a price so i asked for it to be rescinded. i have offered another contract for them to consider as i hope i can instill some recovery principles and concepts in their practice. i have begun the process of developing a website for my services. i am in the middle of my first recovery coach training as well as a new collaboration with a  peer-run organization. it is my new volunteer position.

additionally, i have been approached by some entrepreneurs who are opening recovery houses to assist them with training and support. i am flattered and intrigued. it’s all rushing by like an action film. lots of sound and movement with little time to process.

one last thing. i saw “trainwreck” yesterday and my heart opened quite a bit. i shuddered often during the first hour of the film. i remember having a very active sexlife that included little intimacy with those partners. it was an addiction that rarely provided fulfilment. plenty of drama, but little to write home about. but the film and amy schumer’s characterization provided me an alternate lens to see my younger self through.

and all this is worth celebrating. with feeling.

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