“Don’t die with the music still in you.” – Rosemary O’Connor In this chapter of O’Connor’s self-help book, Rosemary examines the concept of living life in recovery. We don’t get clean or sober to live in a bubble or to just stay frozen in time. While in our addiction, we never thought about the
“Don’t Listen To Yourself. Talk TO yourself.” These were the words of Jon Dorenbos, a pro-football player, contestant on America’s Got Talent. A juicy piece of wisdom he dealt out while shuffling cards for his special brand of magic that was as much inspirational as it was sleight of hand. These powerful words, likely missed
I’m so honored to have had the opportunity to interview Jennifer Matesa for The Cafe’s first ever podcast. We talk about her upcoming book which tackles sexuality and sexual empowerment in recovery. A must read for all recovering people! Pre-order her book here “Sex In Recovery is a work long overdue. In a frank,
Another morning ruined. Stale mouth and sweat Puking Cringing Memories flashing great atrocities. In a sick aggressive nature I seek more.
A single mirrored drop of water sails through thick coastal air. A single drop expelled from heavy gray clouds, joins a school of like-minded peers free falling. A single drop swan dives, splatters against my windshield. Pushed aside by the wiper, like a finger washing tears from his cheek. The vent blows cool air in
Sexual trauma and co-dependency….finding the connection will be interesting. In Rosemary O’Connor’s book about taking care of ourselves in order to take care of our kids, she discusses two topics that go to the core of our self-esteem. Trauma consists of a deeply distressing or disturbing experience and it affects us on all levels:
Sex addicts new to recovery typically have little to no idea how to define sexual sobriety. Sometimes they worry that sexual sobriety is the same as chemical sobriety, where permanently abstaining is the ultimate goal. Many say that if that is the case, they’ll stick with their addiction thank you very much. And would anyone
“I don’t know how.” How often have I said this? Believed this? And made it the reason for not moving forward. I don’t know how to do a website or market my material. I don’t know how to set up a financial portfolio. I don’t know how to make a trip to Africa happen. I
I’ve got this cat – his name is Bastian. A fifteen-year-old, stoic, Merlin-type with a childlike need for affection. A snowball of soft, pure-white fluff with spots of light gray like continents. His eyes are celestite marbles that vibrate when looking at you. Bounce side to side like one of those alarm clocks in a