Former friends of mine, both blind, live near the Mediterranean Sea, where there are no tides. Once, we were near another sea, with tides. To show them what it looks like, we walked on the beach, barefooted, from the embankment to the sea, at different hours, so that...
Imagine being in a waterfall. Being able to relax—while all around, the rush of water tumbling over rocks, the impact creates mist that sweeps me up, and I am carried by this turmoil. We are part of it, like it or not! I imagine I have time to...
I am a boulder. Shaken, pushed, and pulled by gravity and violent geology. A large boulder slid, tumbled violently out of control, and crashed into me. When regarding the damage, the chips, cracks, and pain, I looked back bitterly and resentfully at the large...
When I was a child and got into trouble for misbehavior, I would promise to “do” better. In recovery in ACA, I want to “be” better. I want to be my authentic self instead of making empty promises and continuing to pretend to be someone else. I want to talk about what...
Beauty is something to look for, something I miss if I am preoccupied with getting things done, or worrying about something that will happen. If I am out of actual danger right now, I have the option of looking, just for the tiny slice of time it takes to raise...
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