Some memes

that has given me this new manner in which to live does not organize the magic that happens when one addict supports another. when my source material speaks to the fellowship in general, rather than to the individual addict, i often shift gears and revert to my old stand-by. this morning, for some reason, i believed that maybe, just maybe this was what i needed to read and take with me into my dip into the void. i have no regrets about that decision, even though writing about what i felt and heard is all sorts of difficult now, as i am not sure what it was i heard and felt. what i do know, is that i am grateful that the “magic” eventually did its trick on me.
when i consider where i once was and where i am today, i am struck by the seismic shift in what i and how i see the world. yes, i still have a very strong streak of cynicism in me, that bis undeniable. i am fairly certain that no matter how “well” i get, that will always be there. perhaps, however, i am hanging on to that aspect of my identity too tightly. the nature of that streak, could be a reaction to the lies i lived for so long and the whispers of ghosts of my past, that have been revealed as part of my THIRD STEP writing. that is certainly an interesting thought and one that will give me pause to consider.
right here and right now, however, it is time to get moving in my day, by taking the dawg out for her morning walk around the 'hood. what i do know,without a doubt, is that when i am a part of the fellowship i can feel the “magic” and more than likely i should be looking to feel that more and be less concerned about what it is i do not feel or understand, just for today.

∞ DT ∞