Category: Sober
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The first impression I would like to give people is that I’m safe to be around. For most other people that probably isn’t much of a problem. But when I was on the drugs, and alcohol before that, over the years I got tattoos on my face and neck. Those tattoos make people, understandably, assume…
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Moments of peace come through, soft and gentle as moonlight. Allowing me to return home to myself. After such a long and arduous journey of drug withdrawal, these moments are like being embraced by gentleness itself. Life in these moments is so very precious, moments stretched into eternity. Knowing, finally, that I am beloved, as are all other…
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I don’t usually join the daily writing prompts, but this one speaks directly to my heart. Because the truth is simple… A place of breathtaking beauty, and for me, a place of profound healing. Right here where I have lived for the last 5 years. I’ll be 60 years old in a few months. For…
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I am healing,I can feel things I’ve never felt before!The mountain forests and the ravens are more than just trees and birds. They are reminders and messengersthat we are all a part of something larger.We are all parts of the web of life. I couldn’t articulate this before,with my spirit clouded with drugs.But now I am…
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I fought through darkness of terror and pain,and I survived because of love. I rode through the storms like Thunor,and screamed as I gained hard-won wisdom like Woden,as I fought through the blackest halls where shadows whispered lies. It was the love of my wife and sons that saw me through,when I was in darkness…
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This is the most open I’ve ever been in my public writing, so please forgive me if it runs long. I write because it’s the clearest way I know to speak from my inner world. Sometimes the only way I can express what I feel is through poetry. Other times, like now, I need plain…
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The full moon rose last night, bright and beautiful. I stepped outside to see it. The cold air felt good on my skin, and the world was awash in silver. I sometimes forget that the moon moves the tides. And not just the distant oceans, but the tides in me too. I am mostly water,…
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I step outside every night before bed and I see the stars above the mountains. Their light shimmers in the sky watching over all below. I always make time for the moon, as she has comforted me throughout my life. Her soft light is soothing, a gentle reminder of how good it is to be alive. The mountains are still there, though…
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People use different tools to help them heal, and if something truly helps, then it is good. As I’ve written before, getting off alcohol was hard, but getting off benzodiazepines was even harder. The withdrawal hurt me badly and left scars I’m still healing from, but I’m doing better each day. Everyone in my recovery…
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When I was on benzos, and alcohol before that, I lived in anger.I was drowning my mind and my heart in chemicals every day, and it took a heavy toll. Getting off alcohol was difficult, but getting off benzos was far harder.It broke me down, but the healing that followed has been worth every struggle.Now…
Whispering Wyrd 