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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 →
I have absolutely no doubt that addiction treatment requires awareness of the situation in which a substance abuser finds him or her self. Rather than opposing symptoms, I recommend a reflective journaling regimen that provides a mechanism through which a… Continue Reading →
As a writer, I often have to perform and speak at various venues. One such venue had my speaking on the topic: what motivates you as a writer? The format was set up as a conversation between a poet, Jason… Continue Reading →
It was a rough day: Dark energy swirled around me since I first opened my eyes. It felt like I was under attack and there wasn’t much I could do but allow the darkness to envelop me. There are many… Continue Reading →
It feels like, sometimes, that he more I learn, the less I understand. I can’t for the life of me understand why people in general don’t want to do more to make this world a better place. While I get… Continue Reading →
It feels like, sometimes, that he more I learn, the less I understand. I can’t for the life of me understand why people in general don’t want to do more to make this world a better place. While I get… Continue Reading →
One of the more common catch-phrases within the addiction treatment community that I’ve head (and probably used) is, “Deception is the disease.” The reason it’s so widely used that it’s now almost cliché is that it’s an absolute true statement. … Continue Reading →
Really, God wants our dreams to come true. The however is that, like me, people are too dumb to listen to what God says. God, in his infinite power and wisdom, knew that with the fall from grace, humanity would… Continue Reading →
The smoke hung over the dining room like a slow moving thunder head. And there was a storm brewing, though I was unaware of its signals. I sipped my tea, enraptured as I was with my pretty wife. Nothing else… Continue Reading →
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