Your Humble Road Warrior

I just got home from my Tuesday night meditation class. The class consists of a 40 minute semi-guided meditation in the vipanassa tradition of mindful awareness, followed by a dharma talk on some very meaningful topic

Bill

For those of you who haven’t figured it out yet, I’m a recovering alcoholic and addict. Because this is the time of the year when I make a point of looking back at how things were, I offer the following story.

William C. Moyers

People struggle to explain to me their problems related to alcohol or other drugs. The result: Oftentimes, they expound in minute detail about their circumstances

LaRee

I’m running. I’m running. I love running. I’m free. I’m serene. I’m focused. There’s a half-eaten Snickers in my path. It’s been bitten, chewed and thrown away. It’s crawling with bugs. The wrapper is torn and faded. It’s clearly very old.

Chris

Everyone has their own opinion and their own path in matters like this and I hope not to make this a launch pad for the kind of unproductive discussion that this topic often precipitates. My path and my recovery has included medical care

Humble Road Warrior

Every year SAMHSA (The Substance Abuse and Mental Health Services Administration) promotes recovery in a BIG way during the month of September.

The Junky's Wife

I’ve long envied addicts their rehabs, their stints of unemployment, and their ability to allow themselves to be taken care of. Rehab sounds fabulous to me…especially the nicer ones, like the Lindsay Lohan rehabs where you do yoga

Diary of a Quitter

It happened again. Every few months, I’m unable to contain the mass of anger inside me and I blow up at my partner. Unsuprisingly, this tends to happen about a week before I get my period. For a long time, I wrote it off as PMS, bu