It is almost impossible to describe the most incredible transformational and supportive weekend myself and 499 other women collectively experienced as we gathered together at the famous Beverly Hilton Hotel in Los Angles, for the She Recovers Conference. So, what is She Recovers you might ask? She Recover’s is a women’s movement founded by the
As a person in recovery I have been taught the danger signs of emotional relapse. Everyone I know who has returned after a slip tells a similar story: no meetings, no program and emotional relapse. How this relapse let’s itself be known is individual, but there are certain universal signs and they start in the
Some are sicker than others and Crazy Paul’s first name was a heads-up for the newcomers in the rooms. No other warnings were necessary—as soon as they listened to him babble for a couple of minutes, they knew his tip didn’t go to the top. Crazy attended meetings in our neck of the woods while
A recent column in The Washington Post began with this line: “The face of the nation’s opioid epidemic increasingly is gray and wrinkled.”1 In the course of the rise in the opioid epidemic and its expansive media coverage, the face of the addict has been in the 18-25 year old range; even though the number
A few months ago I met a bright warm and sunshiny new friend. So sizzling was this encounter that I was seriously tempted to get a red cherry popsicle and share the entire day with such a blessing. This confidant had me thrilled about so many ripe delicious fruits, long cool green blades of grass,
We are each of us unique and all of us similar. That is what makes recovery such a challenge and a blessing. I hear me in you, and yet, I process things in my own way. I am both an individual and a part of this clan. Ayurveda is the sister science to yoga. This
Outside noisy. Inside empty-Chinese proverb “Welcome to the Here and Now,” he said, then winked and sipped his coffee, awaiting my response. The sage but puzzling remark was followed by a mischievous grin and eyes so penetrating they unmasked me. The Whiz sensed we were talking long-distance—I was trying to see through the