REGULARLY and OFTEN

Self Awareness   (Google Images)

 

A reason for praying, meditating,
regularly and often:

To avoid being dragged
into miseries of Peeps
I meet and greet daily, 

I ask for awareness. 

Regularly. Often.

Higher Power has sent me

some few who are at
bottom of life's barrel.
Or so they believe,
or maybe perceive.

Need to review, renew and
refresh my attitude, my gratitude,
regularly and often...

...I ask for the gift of humility.
That virtue is alien to my nature.
One Peep I know is a 'living futility'
I try to make sure he sees, agrees,
that God works in him...not I,
as he climbs from pit of denial
to that place where he can 

look me in the eye

...and smile!

Another I watched with care
during an eight-month growth--
no psycho-doc, no counselor.
We climbed 12 steps together
(God held him close--tethered!)
from despair to breathe fresh air,
to live, laugh, and love more.
Placed self on
farthest shelf.

And occasionally I feel
not abused...
but so 'used'--
sneak away. In private, kneel.

Gratefully meditate.
Humbly pray.
Regularly.
Often.

Steve E  (aka steveroni)

A HUMBLE HAPPY ANNIVERSARY

NOTE: I'm "humbly"--grin! publishing this one day early, 

because some Peeps, as this globe spins, 

are waking up to tomorrow

 "KIMSET 2"

Photo by my good friend in Naples FL, KIM

HEY PEEPS! 38 years ago this day, March 18, I had my last drink (which I vividly recall). The next night, a Tuesday, I walked into my first meeting of Alcoholics Anonymous (which I hardly remember!)--and have not had a drink of alcohol since. Thanks be to God!

The following is one of my favorite word-thoughts, and I put it here for whoever reads this, to meditate a moment...and know that: "humility" is not thinking less of myself...but thinking of myself less! 

Humility is perpetual quietness of heart.

It is to have no trouble.

It is never to be fretted or vexed, irritable or sore;

It is to wonder at nothing that is done to me,

to feel nothing done against me.

It is to be at rest when nobody praises me,

and when I am blamed or despised,

it is to have a blessed home in myself where I

can go in and shut the door

and pray to my Father in secret and be at peace,

as in a deep sea of calmness,

when all around and about is seeming trouble.

On a plaque atop Dr Bob's desk 

in Akron Ohio

these words are inscribed...

Dr Bob Smith, MD is a co-founder 

of Alcoholics Anonymous 

Secret:
I played "Amazing Grace"
on my violin--
seated on Dr Bob's tombstone
7 years ago

LOVE and PEACE to all us Peeps!
Live in JOY, No Matter What (NMW!)
--steveroni

just a poem

ALONE

 ON GETTING HUMBLE?

forever I've thought

'me' very special

find out is not true--

same as everyone

else, even you.

forever I've driven

loaded up with stuff

in sagging carriage

handing my love what

some say “baggage”.

forever arranging

this, that and others

what they do, even say,

never changing

where I work and play.

forever in dark night

hiding great fright

from your sight

peeps I am alone

not really home

forever however

does not last

runs by fast

while I, so clever

believed surpassed.

forever, ever the ass

of egocentric pride

much do I have to atone

before final sky-ride

forever alone. alone

steveroni

SPEAKER IN THE 4TH DIMENSION

APOLOGY: This post is not the one 

promised (Men and Machines II) but 

the following was on my mind tonight:

Someone who barely knows me, asked if I would speak Thursday morning 8:30 AM at 24-Hour Club in Naples. Of course I will. In all these years I have never heard a real alcoholic who is serious about recovery, say "No!" to any request to serve the fellowship which saved my life.

Several years ago I spoke, and just prior had read an article in which I learned that one can lose immediately 2 inches (5 cm) around the waist line if they but stand up straight. I tried it. It worked! There I stood before 150 people, to 'humbly' share my singular spirituality, my great strength and hope, my awesome love of all things, my total sobriety, and how all this happened. Well, I stood up, nice and tall. Yes, I immediately lost 2 inches off my waist. Also I immediately lost my pants!
Instantly I transformed into "Mr Humility" Or is that called Mr Humiliated? All the Ego stuff I had planned--what a wonderful recovering alcoholic I had become-grin!--flew right out the window. Honesty took over. Somehow it just seemed appropriate.

Thursday I will tell them what it was like as best I can recall--when I was drinking; what finally happened, what changes took place, and what my life is like now. I must be honest--for this, my program of Alcoholics Anonymous is how I stay sober, happy, and live without my crutch alcohol.

Oh! What an ugly story--my alcoholic progression--from earliest memory.

To tell what my life is like now will be a challenge, because sharing the singular lurid details is not required. But how do I sift them, cull them from the flock of my activities? Some people's stories are based on "The good I have done, since being sober!...ETC!"

I have never awakened thinking, "Well, I'm going out and 'do some good' today!" I wake up happy EVERY day, no matter what. I don't know why--it is a gift which I appreciate, accept, and use. I look in my book to see where I must be and when, and then put one foot in front of the other...that is, after attending to my one last(ing) obsession, blogging.

I know that God is working when (Example):  in a long line at the market, one lady in front of me is vocally unhappy about everything, so full of negativity. I 'mentally pounce' on her, full of smiles, and smiling remarks. By the time she leaves, she smilingly thanks me for helping brighten her day, or some such. And I KNOW God purposefully brought us together for those minutes. These happenings really, really occur. Frequently. Daily.

Not to give an impression that mine is a 'perfect' life...far from that. But I DO enjoy life as it unfolds, or as I unfold it. And I see humor in places where laughter is absent.
Inappropriate here is mention of the good, bad, and the ugly of me. But I will disclose these attributes at my talk on Thursday. Also I will ask God to allow me to say one thing--in any event--which will have meaning and consequence in the mind and heart of at least one person maybe just off the street, or one old-timer still suffering in some way.

And this to you I swear: I WILL keep my pants on!

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