my daily reflections…

for years i relied on people, places, and material items to make me feel whole within. i was in a constant search for inner harmony and emotional balance from anythin outside of me. of course there were fleetin hints of each, unfortunately for me, i found alcohol and became dependent on its rich source of inner fulfillment and the oblivion it produced. i didnt have to feel the icky feelins when i was dominatin the world as king joel the wicked, watchin the dead lay in pools of ruin below. recovery showed me, then taught me how to use its even richer source of spiritual peace and happiness to find emotional stability. at first it seemed an influential promise, but as i watched others use it to live through lifes drama, i could no longer doubt there wasnt anythin to it. as i slogged along, pushin ahead, the relationship i had begun formin with my HP strengthened. shit became easier! today i cannot see a life without the emotional durability my HP and recovery has coached me to practice and live. 1 day @ a time...