The Story Of The Bamboo

In the east there was a master gardener who loved to walk through his garden every evening looking at the many plants he had taken care of.  Of all the plants in the garden, none was greater, or nobler as the mighty Bamboo.  Indeed, Bamboo was the very best in the entire garden and the…

Thirst Quenching

His craving for alcohol was the equivalent, on a low level, of the spiritual thirst of our being for wholeness, expressed in medieval language: the union with God. – Carl Jung, in a letter to Bill Wilson, 1961 I am not a religious person. Doesn’t mean I am anti-religion.  I have just never taken to…

Oh Dear Me

[Warning – have your finger on the “ignore”, “next” or “whatever” buttons on your keyboard, phone or carrier pigeons.  I am not sure of what other people’s method of communication is these days, but I am assuming that it’s not winged, but I don’t want to be exclusive.  Just all-inclusive, like those Dominican Republican resort…

A God of Forgiveness

Step 3 I was in a big book meeting last night and a gentleman shared something that stayed with me long after the meeting ended. He told us that it took him 11 years to get his one year medallion.  Reason being that he was not able to forgive himself for all the things that…