It’s a bit like going back to school. There was so much I missed about living. Many of us had bad teachers or none at all. All, so isolated in our addictions. As I heard it said many times in the rooms “I’m not a joiner”. Early sponsors told me “You better join this, cause otherwise, your not gonna make it!” 

Ahh… that blessed gift of desperation. His rod and His staff, after all, a caring Father only corrects a child he loves. So, now we are here, in the classrooms of the broken hearted. People that would normally never mix, spilling there guts because they need to in order to live. For the new ones, it’s still all about them, and for the old ones, it’s still all about the new ones. How does that happen?

By Attending. That divine exercise of being present.

Over time, walking in those twelve steps of truth, we begin to understand the human condition as never before. As we grow by God’s loving Grace, more is revealed. 

I know this all sounds like fantasy because I felt the same way, but it’s true! I guess the only thing I can say is that it’s just one of those things that you have to do in order to understand. That’s why they always say at the end of a meeting “Keep Coming Back.” 

Believe it or not, if you have that spiritually malady that I do, finding yourself and your true life’s fulfilled adventure depends on it.



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