Day 1393 of nicotine being my only remaining coping chemical. Inexpressibly grateful and humbled for how much healing Iāve had the privilege to receive. Excited for however much more might be still to come. All praise due to the unnameable great mystery. Deep gratitude for everyone who has helped me make it this far, in ways great and small.
@rose_gold_sol ,
@mkzeeb , Mom & Dad, Gramma Dot, Zitsy & H,
@sydnmolly ,
@quesitarelle ,
@willisdayjr_w.a.d2 , Eddie Martinez,
@wakeself , Homeboy Sandman, Jim Wolfe, Gabor Mate,
@drazizconfidencecoach , just to name a few of the most major contributors. Thank you so much. š„¹š
Love and respect and well wishes to all my fellow beings, including the most intensely addicted who feel no intention of ever quitting and/or no hope that recovery is possible. Itās a painful world and I donāt blame or judge anyone, for anything. As Jim taught me - Iām not any better or any worse than anyone else, Iām just awesome.
This morning reflecting on some of the notes in my āprogressā folder I found this one from a few months before I let go of smoking herb. I donāt remember what prompted me to write it but what a trip to look back on from now.
2nd pic - I went to make a mobile deposit today. Wouldnāt you know my balance pretty much matched todayās milestone, just with a magic number in the middle.
3rd pic - a few hours later I was listening to Alan Watts memorializing Carl Jung and paused when at the store, then when I resumed noticed it had paused at 13:33 reminiscent of the bank balance.
Just two of so many amazingchronicities lately. Life, the ultimate poet and unparalleled comedian, absolutely crushing it and always improving it seems.
Feels good where I stand, much higher to go šāØ Maybe see you at Trill next Saturday to celebrate. Either way, I wish you well always.