Coming Apart at the Seams?

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“The world needs you cracked open. Not carefully stuck together. For many people, there comes a point where life has a way of knocking us over enough times that the pieces just have to fall on the floor. Try as we might with the super glue and blue tack, we eventually let it all come falling down. This is life’s way of rejiggling all the bits. Reshuffling the parts that were in the wrong place to start with. Especially now. At the time it can feel like you’re broken. But the truth is that you are actually more whole than you can possibly imagine. You are more whole and closer than you were before. And before long you will come to bless the things that cracked you open. Because just like humpty dumpty, regardless of all the king’s horses and all the king’s men, we are the only ones who can put ourselves together again. And you can. And you will. And it’s going to be glorious.”

—  Rebecca Campbell

Ending the Insanity

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I read this paragraph just now in A Course of Love (the sequel to A Course in Miracles). It’s a beautiful description of what happens when you first hear the still small voice breaking through the chaos of addiction:

A door has been reached, a threshold crossed. What your mind still would deny your heart cannot. A tiny glimmering of memory has returned to you and will not leave you to the chaos you seem to prefer. It will keep calling you to acknowledge it and let it grow. It will tug at your heart in the most gentle of ways. Its whisper will be heard within your thoughts. Its melody will play within your mind. “Come back, come back,” it will say to you. “Come home, come home,” it will sing. You will know there is a place within yourself where you are missed and longed for and safe and loved. A little peace has been made room for in the house of your insanity.

Tales of a High-Bottom Alcoholic

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“Every day of my life, my head tells me I can drink and I have to remind it I don’t even want to drink. My mind wants to kill me: it only leaves me alive to have a vehicle to run around in.”

— Jackie Monahan

I think this quote is both hilarious and scary. The woman who wrote it is an actress and comedienne, and she has an article in The Fix called Tales of a High-Bottom Alcoholic.

New Blogger: The Sober Curator

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I apologize for having commented on almost no blogs for weeks. (We have back to back company this time of year.) I still read, I just don’t comment. ANYWAY, I read a few entries by The Sober Curator and want to pass along her blog site. She uses Lucille Ball to illustrate her blogs. I love it!

For anyone who has been fired, or close to it, here’s a post about her experience:

The ‘F’ Word