Monkey Mind is my Super Power

What if our most despised attribute can serve us? I suppose it started with a seed, planted by the world renowned functional doctor, Dr. Tent. Before him, I wasn’t aware of any ‘problem’. When trying to figure out why my body was attacking itself, I admitted that I was an alcoholic. Dr. Tent then wentContinue reading “Monkey Mind is my Super Power”

Sweet Savory Ethanol

Day #532 It’s a chilly Saturday morning & I’m sitting in the dark by the fire— up long before anyone else around here. I have a sage candle & sage incense burning, and Deva Premal chants playing. The world appears to be coming unglued & I am at peace. I am so incredibly grateful forContinue reading “Sweet Savory Ethanol”

Friendships are Hard

Day #537 I’m coming off the weekend feeling sad & exhausted, despite some personal feats. I became an ordained minister over the summer & on Saturday I married my childhood best friend and the boyfriend she met over 20 years ago. Let me start by saying what a mistake that was 🤦🏻‍♀️ I mean, itContinue reading “Friendships are Hard”

Dead Birds

For the longest time, I haven’t been the biggest fan of birds. I think it started when I was a teenager working at the vet clinic. We had an avian doctor and I hated, repeat hated working with the birds. They were so delicate, you could crush them with the wrong move of your finger,Continue reading “Dead Birds”

Day #520- The F*** It’s

I have a MAJOR case of the “F*** It” today. I’ve felt like a pressure cooker from the moment I picked up my phone today (mental note to not do that again). My mood was exasperated by darkness and pouring rain, a leaky basement that we keep throwing money at with no success, and aContinue reading “Day #520- The F*** It’s”

Life is a Sham (I guess)

Day #517 Despite being in the midst of a 2020 shit show, life is so good. This was the most unique and wonderful summer ever. I say wonderful because one of these times when I say it, I’m actually going to believe it. I am getting good at managing my worries, and I’ve had AContinue reading “Life is a Sham (I guess)”

The Death of Should

I will not feel guilty for not taking political action. I will not feel guilty for the choices we’ve made for our kids’ education this year. I will not feel guilty for eating 4 mini ice cream cones. I will not feel guilty for saying no. I will not feel guilty for allowing my childContinue reading “The Death of Should”

Day 490 and ODAAT

As I predicted, my inner alcoholic voice, Betsy (DeVos), has been doing pushups while I’ve been working my soul off and has returned to torture my thoughts.  She’s not too bad yet, but this is how it starts.  She sees a vulnerability and jumps on it. My best friend is getting married in September andContinue reading “Day 490 and ODAAT”

The Cost of Returning to School

If you are reading this, I’m going to apologize upfront.  My recent posts don’t have a lot to do with sobriety, as it has taken a back seat in the midst of this pandemic. Don’t worry, I’ve learned that even in the back seat, my addiction is doing push-ups. This means that while I’m notContinue reading “The Cost of Returning to School”