Friday … Mounds of snow edition …
Yes, I got up bright and early today to watch the Opening Ceremonies of the Sochi 2014 Olympics. However, all I cared about was watching Team Canada enter the stadium, and to see who would light the cauldron, because let’s face it, it’s the most intriguing portion of any opening ceremony …
The hell with the performance. Show me the LIGHTER !!!
There is much scuttle going around involving Russian personalities and their hateful actions prior to / during / and after the ceremony.
So much for International Cooperation, Love, Respect and Equality !!!
And then we napped …
It was too short, and before I knew it, I was up and jumping in the shower, however hard I would have liked to crawl back into my warm bed and sleep a few more hours … I had places to be tonight.
I was ready early, so I departed early. Twitter is your friend, where you can check, up to the minute, STM info to see if the trains are stopped.
Thank God I made my transit out and back without incident
Hallelujah !! There is a God.
There were a lot of people out and about tonight. I even saw some furries on the the train on the way home. (look it up!)
We sat a full compliment. And chaired two groups.
The topic: Resentments.
“Resentment is the Number One offender. It destroys more alcoholics than anything else.” A.B.S.I. #39
I work very hard not to cop resentments. Because, let’s face it, if I get pissed off, I say my piece and let it go. Like someone said tonight at the meeting, “I only allow a set time for a resentment to reside in my brain” after that it has to go.
That’s why writing is such a cathartic exercise.
I don’t get resentful. But I am not a Buddhist Monk by any stretch of the imagination. I am not perfect. And who does not squabble amongst themselves, for we are “children growing up!” A.B.S.I.
I realize that – last night prior to the meeting, I sat with my copy of A.B.S.I. and looked up every entry for conflict, principles before personalities, and felt vindicated.
Not every one I know, has the knowledge I have about certain lessons. Things I learned the hard way, by blood sweat and many tears.
There are just some things that I Do Not Waste Time Doing.
There are certain things I cannot change. No matter how Godly I feel at any given moment, I just don’t have that power.
Spouting negative thoughts over and over does one no good. It rots the mind and kills the spirit, and it only brings death closer for those who are fighting illnesses. it is like pouring gasoline on an already burning fire.
Yes – I get it – Winter has not been kind.
I cannot change the weather, and even better, I can’t make sick old men with serious illnesses, get better. Once again, I am not God.
This was an exercise in all those stupid things we hear over and over.
- I am powerless over people, places and things
- Tolerance for those with different struggles
- At some point, I tire of negativity and kvetching and I have my breaking point. Which has been reached.
- I can safely say things in sobriety that I might not have been able to say in other cases.
- Accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can and the Wisdom to know the difference.
You’d think that folks who are long sober, who espouse prayer and serenity could fall into the trap of old timers disease. I have said it before and I will say it again … Just because you have time, doesn’t necessarily mean you are all that sober…
We could use a 30 Celsius day right about now. Because it was bitter out tonight. It has been windy all day long. And when I got to point B on my trek out, I exited the bus and walked towards St. Viateur Church, where I detour to the sidewalk to the hall approach.
It snowed the other day. And they did not plow any of the sidewalks, so there was at least a foot of snow covering the walkway. I didn’t think to walk down the street instead of the sidewalk, so I trudged through the snow, getting my clothes soaked. It was just a bit blustery and bitter.
It was a good meeting. The church approved our staying in that room, since we’ve been in that room for over 60 years now, in one format or another. Which is really good news. We don’t have to move.
Calmer heads prevailed.
It was a good night.
More to come, stay tuned …