my daily reflections…

in my ongoin recovery, i have learned that sobriety itself is only the beginnin; the deeper work lies in confrontin the defects of character that fuel my alcoholism. the obsession to drink left me long ago, but the practice of the twelve steps continues to reveal subtler layers of self-will that require daily surrender. step nine, in particular, demonstrates that amends are not merely transactional; they are transformative, both for myself and, by proxy, for those i harmed. when i seek to restore Justice, however imperfectly, i find that my HPs direction manifests in tangible ways, confirmin the truth that “faith without works is dead.” the ninth step promises, like others throughout the big book, are not abstractions but livin realities that unfold through sustained effort and willingness. in my recovery, as in my life, the fruits of labor are never given cheaply, but when pursued with diligence and humility, they emerge. 1 day @ a time...