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No Choice But To Move – By Lisa Perez

…if only the doubting self could Spin counter it’s orbit She stands Still Even though she knows Better will always Come here and Now Those miles clear But corners are tricky Can’t see past the bend’s Blind spot She got up and made coffee And thought about leaves Good Mourning doves Paced at her doorstep Her heart quickened She sipped slow What was she supposed to– Remember? The pace of cow’s chewing grass The length of animal waste A sloth convention The therapeutic process The speed of a snail The time it takes to cook a turkey She has no choice but to move She has no other move but– The chess board demands an opponent Lest she be mawed Or eliminated Threatened Dis-eased Stepped on Raw She looked up from her cup Ah, she remembered: “change” She was moved Your turn… Continue reading

A Lifestyle Upgrade – By Jeanne Foot

    September is often a place where ‘fresh starts’ begin. For many of us, it’s a new beginning as the kids go back to school, and for others the simple note of the leaves changing into the beautiful colours of fall, is enough to resonate that another season has come and gone. September also coincides with the Jewish New Year; Rosh Hashanah  which is a time for reflection. I tune in  and ask  the courageous question of what would I like to see differently and what  no longer serves me in my life? Just as a business owner will take an inventory of what they have in stock, it is important to me to reevaluate in the same manner, what I have happening in my life and if it still serves me for the highest good of all. Failing to plan is planning to fail. Now is the time… Continue reading

A Lifestyle Upgrade – By Jeanne Foot

  September is often a place where ‘fresh starts’ begin. For many of us, it’s a new beginning as the kids go back to school, and for others the simple note of the leaves changing into the beautiful colours of fall, is enough to resonate that another season has come and gone. September also coincides with the Jewish New Year; Rosh Hashanah  which is a time for reflection. I tune in  and ask  the courageous question of what would I like to see differently and what  no longer serves me in my life? Just as a business owner will take an inventory of what they have in stock, it is important to me to reevaluate in the same manner, what I have happening in my life and if it still serves me for the highest good of all. Failing to plan is planning to fail. Now is the time to… Continue reading

Working Step Eight Robert Weiss LCSW, CSAT-S

Made a list of all persons we had harmed and became willing to make amends to them all. From step four onward, the twelve steps are primarily concerned with interpersonal relations—how you interact in and with the wider world. In a nutshell, you are asked to: Look back on your life and see where you have caused problems for yourself and others. Do what you can to repair the damage you have done. Live differently in the future. Steps eight and nine are the middle portion of this procedure—doing what you can to repair the damage you have done. To start, you compile a list of the people you have harmed, not forgetting to include yourself on the list. Reviewing your step four inventory is generally helpful when compiling this list. Most of the names on your step four list should also appear on your step eight list, but a… Continue reading

Planting the Seeds of the Garden of Fiends – By Mark Matthews

From an early age, books shaped who I was. Writers were heroes to emulate. I wanted to be Thoreau, I wanted to be Mark Twain. I wanted to be Jack Kerouac. There was something inside me that only stories could reach, a music only literature could play. A similar reaction occurred when I had my first drink. The warm confidence, the blissful contentment. A union with God. All my curses lifted, all my deficits erased. It was love at first sip. Other drugs soon followed. I said “no” to nothing, “yes” to everything. Pretty soon, I needed it to function. I started drinking alone. Getting shakes. Sweats. I went on drug binges and mixed drinking with cocaine, acid, or crystal meth every chance I could. I needed substances to feel normal, otherwise, I had perpetual flu-like symptoms and was intensely angry and bitter at the world. I didn’t care if… Continue reading