my daily reflections…

i still find myself, at times, haunted by the fears from the days of doin my dirt. it is not that i sit and dwell on them, but certain moments today awaken memories of the chaos and harm from then. these memories can still cause me to shudder deep within. recovery has taught me to recognize them as teachers, reminders of where i have been, and safeguards to keep me from repeatin the same destructive patterns. the work of repairin the emotional, psychological, behavioral, and spiritual damage from those days is not somethin that ended when i completed my step 8 list. it is an ongoin process, woven into the fabric of my daily recovery. step 8 taught me the principle of brotherly love by askin me to recognize those i had harmed. with my continued efforts to take daily inventory, admit wrongs promptly, and keep a channel of brotherly love clear between myself, my HP, and those around me, i forge a path forward toward continued holistic growth. i have heard it said often: “i am not cured of alcoholism; i have only a daily reprieve, contingent upon the maintenance of my spiritual condition.” that truth fits me perfectly. each day i must recommit to the spiritual disciplines that keep me grounded: prayer, meditation, self-examination, and service. makin right the harm is not a one-time act but a lifelong responsibility. 1 day @ a time…