Day 88 – Drinkie’s Been Gagged But Is He Vanquished?
It’s almost as though Drinkie’s been gagged. I can hear his muffled voice sometimes trying to grab my attention, but his volume is so much lower he’s easy to ignore.
It’s almost as though Drinkie’s been gagged. I can hear his muffled voice sometimes trying to grab my attention, but his volume is so much lower he’s easy to ignore.
Sure, I had read articles about how meditation slowed brain aging, calmed anxiety, and helped those who practiced it to be more mindful, grateful, and present, but was it for me? Could it help me with my gray area drinking problem? That’s what I really wanted to know. If it could do that, anything else it provided would be a bonus.
We live in a world of expectation. We have expectations of others and they of us. Why wouldn’t we expect to wake up tomorrow morning, just as we have each and every morning up until now. And of course, we expect our children will listen to us, our fast food will be hot, and our lattes will be made to perfection.
A sober friend of mine brought some O’Doul’s over many years ago to watch football. He enjoys drinking non-alcoholic beer and always has some on hand. I’ve tried it before. I thought it tasted fine, but never saw the point. Kinda like decaf coffee. I just never jived with the concept.
Today marks 120 straight, uninterrupted days of meditation. If a meditation marathon is 24 consecutive days, this is like running five marathons! For me, this is monumental.
“There is neither heaven nor earth,
Only snow,
Falling incessantly”
-Hashin
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