It’s tough to want health for someone we love when he or she isn’t well. We pray and wish and hope that somehow health will overtake sickness in a blink of an eye. And when that sickness is addiction, our… Continue Reading →
A whole bunch of years ago, I attended a Play Therapy conference that taught me more about leadership during a crisis (and parenting during a crisis) that anything else I had studied to that point. Really, I haven’t learned a… Continue Reading →
All members of an educational setting: student, teacher, principal, and parent, must all be working towards the same goal. If not, there is a pathological condition within the system. For example: If a principal’s main concern is with overall test… Continue Reading →
The other night at Wal-Mart, I was amazed by this little kid who talked hollered at his baby sister about being my way. He then turned to me and apologized, but with no hint of an accent. He was bilingual,… Continue Reading →
It can be scary to be a substance abuse treatment provider. Especially when there’s been success: People approach the successful treatment provider with awe, almost as though he or she has some magical and secret knowledge about healing an addiction. … Continue Reading →
I got into an argument with someone yesterday about a woman who showed up at her workplace apparently drunk. Several people witnessed her fall down and also, she slurred as she spoke. These things, along with reports of a strong… Continue Reading →
I looked out my hallway window and watched the sky turn bright rust. The thing inside of me, which I have come to understand as the Call to Aztlan, pulled me out of bed before the sun climbed into view:… Continue Reading →
Really, addiction is a multi-layered disease per the American Society of Addiction Medicine’s definition, “Addiction is a primary, chronic disease of brain reward, motivation, memory and related circuitry. Dysfunction in these circuits leads to characteristic biological, psychological, social and spiritual… Continue Reading →
One Saturday night, I found myself grabbing junk out of my closet and stuffing it into a large garbage bag. I was tossing out anything that was within reach of my pistonlike-moving arms. My runny nose signaled late fall, which… Continue Reading →
One Saturday night, I found myself grabbing junk out of my closet and stuffing it into a large garbage bag. I was tossing out anything that was within reach of my pistonlike-moving arms. My runny nose signaled late fall, which… Continue Reading →
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