Last Friday at the meeting, I was reminded of some of the pithy little sayings some of those old (now deceased) guys used to have. So, here is one: "The way you live makes so much noise, no one can hear what you say." Here's another: "If you are feeling guilty, it's probably because you are." And another: "We alcoholics say we are people-pleasers, but we have not done a very good job of pleasing anyone but ourselves." OK. These are just some things I haven't heard for a while, and I remembered last week.
Last night a couple of very cool things happened. First of all, a sponsee celebrated 30 days. I got to give her the little red chip. Later, when I got home, I decided to call the newest sponsee because I haven't seen her or heard from her. I would generally not call, but I decided to last night. She was so glad I called because she is in Seattle, she got fired from her job, she doesn't have any phone numbers with her, is generally a mess - but is sober and going to meetings. And now she has my phone number with her!
I am going to head out of here and go to my Saturday Morning meeting - which I love - and then try to run 10 miles. I haven't run since Tuesday, and I have to say, I don't have my usual aches and pains this morning. But any runner knows that the pain just goes with the territory. I feel great this morning though and I am looking forward to getting out there and getting in the zone that is running.
Yesterday at work was a good, but very challenging day. I really can't talk about it here, but I wish I could. I did talk with Daave and Hayden for a while yesterday morning, which was really nice. I need to finalize my plans for my trip to Texas... Galveston for my nephew's wedding. But I am going to stay an extra day so that I can meet my friends in Houston. I am very excited about this.
"Moments of perception can build into a lifetime of spiritual serenity, as I have excellent reason to know. Roots of reality, supplanting the neurotic underbrush, will hold fast despite the high winds of the forces which would destroy us, or which we would use to destroy ourselves." -- As Bill Sees It, p. 173