In the last moments of my time at a place in Kerhonkson, New York, my bags were packed and the paperwork concerning my treatment over the last 28 days was in hand. 
My room was empty but yet filled with the energy of memory and the recollection of late night conversations with the revolving roommates that completed their stay in treatment.
My bed was made, my drawers were cleaned, and in moments, I was about to complete my discharge and return home. At this time, the other clients or residents were Continue reading
Category Archives: Bedtime Stories for the Insomniac
An Honest Account Of My Weight loss
Throughout the years and throughout the various changes we go through, I have learned the best people to be surrounded by are real people with real understanding. Furthermore and above all, I have learned the worst people to be around are those who look to judge, direct, or diagnose.
I was a grown man and well on my way through life with experience under my belt. I worked hard and I worked a lot. I maintained my home Continue reading
From Bedtime Stories for the Insomniac
They say man can be his own worst enemy. I suppose anyone can be their own worst enemy when given to the wrong persuasion. No matter how wealthy or poor; no matter how fortunate one could be in the gene pool of life and regardless to whether someone is born into the wealthiest of homes or in the poorest of families; people can be their own worst downfall.
And it isn’t easy to weave through life. Not at all. In fact, life is the toughest test of all. Think about it. Think back Continue reading
Old Friends and crazy Memories
Old friends getting together, it is a good thing to do. Of course there was a time before the grownup life took over. There were times before the mortgage problems and bills that just keep coming in. Believe it or not (and I know this is hard for a new generation to grasp) there was a time before the internet and the flood of useless information. I know there was. I know there was because I remember it well. And old friends getting together, it’s enough to Continue reading
Strength and Change
I was always told the best path to follow is the path of least resistance. I can say this is true. I can say that yes, the easiest path to follow is the oath of least resistance but then I relate to a story written by a literary idol of mine, Robert Fulghum.
In his book, “All I Need to Know I learned in Kindergarten,” Fulghum writes about a cicada, —you know what they are. They are one of those big-eyed, creepy-crawly bugs that chatter from the trees Continue reading
The Creative process
There is nothing more precious than your own creation
(Trust me on this)
What you build is your own. Whether it is your art or the talent you nurture, or your home, or whatever it may be; whatever you create, whatever you nourish, whatever you nurture or cultivate is yours.
This is Continue reading
Explaining The Unexplainable
How do you explain the unexplainable to a child? Wait no, how do you explain the unexplainable to anyone for that matter. When it comes to life and death, how do you explain that life has its own order, —and that the natural order of life is only natural to us and our minds.
See, part of what I want to do is helping families process the feelings of their loss of a loved one. Dealing with addiction is filled with tragedies. But whichever the final reason may be, no matter Continue reading
From Bedtime Stories: About The Working Man
I’m no different from most people. I wake up and put my pants on one keg at a time the same as most. I work. I do my best to feed my family. I eat some and I do my best to laugh some. I have my share of faults and I have my positive side as well. Like most in this world, I spend too much time at work and I spend too much time wondering if there’s another way I could pull of my trick and figure out a better way towards financial relief. However, I’ve Continue reading
Balance
Let’s be very real for the moment.
Balance . . .
Isn’t this what everybody wants? I mean, think about it; here we are in this crazy mixed up place, we’re all here and we’re all moving along on this huge conveyor belt, which I like to call Project Earth. We’re all trying to find our Continue reading
Stream Writing on The Roof
I am standing here in the Karma and Dharma of my own understanding. Karma being the result of action and Dharma is the truth in our mortality. I am thinking about the outcomes of my actions and the ability of my own sincere intensity. I am thinking about the great surge we feel when we live Continue reading
The Written Addiction 