I just achieved a recovery milestone. I kind of feel like I am “aging out” of relatability. I have been around for so long that nothing should go wrong, I have amassed a trunk load of tools, I have practiced the principles for a while and, face it, I’m old! What could possibly be
THE CREATION OF A POET My turbulent childhood molded me into a poet. Black shadows hiding beneath gray clouds of confusion. Sculpturing, steaming, forming words throwing them on paper Living now Putting my past behind unless pulling up or helping others Avoiding pitfalls, pot holes, poisoning emotions I’m writing, dreaming,
Gabriel and I had a very brief Facebook conversation about a piece he wrote for us a year ago in collaboration with Aaron Perry, who provided the art. From that conversation came his inspiration to creat the above piece of micropoetry with photography by Nick Harris.
I remember the first time that my father looked at me—really looked at me. I was in his car when my eyes caught a ray of sunlight pouring in through the windshield. He said something like, “Oh! Wow, baby girl. You really have light brown eyes!” For the first time in my life, I
It’s been quite the year at I Love Recovery Café. We celebrated our one year Anniversary in September and The Café has developed into something I wasn’t quite expecting. Actually, I didn’t have expectations as such, it was a leap of faith and a turn of fate – you might say. But looking back over
I’ve got this cat – his name is Bastian. A fifteen-year-old, stoic, Merlin-type with a childlike need for affection. A snowball of soft, pure-white fluff with spots of light gray like continents. His eyes are celestite marbles that vibrate when looking at you. Bounce side to side like one of those alarm clocks
I had a nightmare last night . Last night I was haunted by the spirits of my past; addictions and drug use. I was using cocaine, alcohol, marijuana and pills in my dream and I was selling cocaine. It was so realistic that I felt the effects of all these substances, I could barely walk
Saturday, November 21, 2015 is the 6th anniversary of my last mind-altering substance taken for recreational purposes. I have said that to myself at least 20 times in the last two days. To me, that is a remarkable feat. I never thought it would happen. When I relapsed after 10 years dry, but not in
Everybody has a story to tell, and we want yours! I Love Recovery Café has been live now for over two months and we are thrilled with the results and the feedback. All platforms of expression have been really successful and have inspired the recovery community right across the world. So far we have contributors
Well we did it! “I Love Recovery Café” is now a thing. Months of editing, website building, coding, discussing and deciding have gone into the creation of this pretty fabulous project. I am completely thrilled to be able to present I Love Recovery Café, to the global recovery community. My vision for such a publication