Why Our Group Uses a Timer for Our Member Shares
Through the years we had experiences where some people frequently dominated the meeting by taking more than what would be considered their fair share of time during the personal sharing portion. It was always our intent to provide the opportunity to share to everyone...
Loneliness
I realized lately that my parents did not have friends when I was growing up.Their relationship was adversarial at best. No modeling of a loving relationship, or modeling about having friends. No wonder I have had some difficulties with those! I moved...
Hands and Disconnection
I was left-handed and wrote letters mirror image until my dad shamed me about that, then I turned them around, of course, to please him.Letters seemed to be the first experience where Left or Right mattered.I was given special scissors by my dadscissors...
My Spiritual Experience
Start with the courage to let go of what and whom I cannot change. I let it go and I feel It, what some of us choose to call God. When I surrender instead of “fixating” on things, places, circumstances and people I am unable to “fix”, my mind gains the necessary space...
Inventory – Dreaded Inventory
A searching and fearless moral inventory? With lots of fear and trepidation. I don’t like the word fearless; it’s not true. I’ll use the word courageous instead. Whose inventory? Those who harmed me? After all, they are at fault. My parents, my coworkers, the toxic...
Grape Hyacinths
When my father sold the family home after her death I found the rusty trowel in the garage, duga few from the front yard and dropped them into a plastic bag. We lived on Willow Drive back then and when I openly wished for a willow tree for the front yard I only heard...
Les courtes vies importent aussi
Au décours de mes recherches transgénérationnelles, j’ai eu à examiner mon vécu in utero, comme répétition du vécu in utero d’autres bébés de la famille. Quand une femme enceinte subit un traumatisme (mort subite d’un proche, viol, violence conjugale, départ soudain...
Abandonment, Abandoned
I feel better having written this! Feel some joy! Some triumph over all that adversity! It is over with, and I will NEVER tolerate it again!!! Deserted, rejected, and dumped. Betrayed, shunned, and discarded. Ostracized, scorned, and...
ACA
I grew up as a grandchild of an ACA and later became a drunk; I don't like pain, fear, and abuse in my life. I had too much from my ACA childhood. I became overly anxious for decades and turned to physical materialism to heal, but it never got better until 2012 and...
The Hunter Dream
From where I’m standing, hidden in a thicket of Pawpaw trees, he can’t see me. He’s walking towards me; unaware he’s being watched. He’s carrying a .22-caliber rifle, and he’s scanning the trees. He’s after squirrels. It’s late October 1939, and he turned 9...