Working Out My Recovery

“I did not get sober to just sit around and let life live me, I got sober to live my life the way I want to.” In my ten years of recovery , a huge part of my life has been personal fitness. It has remained a constant and instrumental part of my day to day recovery. It has allowed me pathways to meditation, a positive and healthy lifestyle, and a way that I can challenge myself and set achievable goals. I don’t just walk through my fears today, I run through them. Running has been such a huge part of my recovery story. It has led me to find an alternative way to meditation. It sounds a little crazy, because I always thought meditation happened in a dark room, quite room with candles, etc. Thr

Working Out My Recovery

“I did not get sober to just sit around and let life live me, I got sober to live my life the way I want to.” In my ten years of recovery, a huge part of my life has been personal fitness. It has remained a constant and instrumental part of my day to day recovery. It has allowed me pathways to meditation, a positive and healthy lifestyle, and a way that I can challenge myself and set achievable goals. I don’t just walk through my fears today, I run through them. Running has been such a huge part of my recovery story. It has led me to find an alternative way to meditation. It sounds a little crazy, because I always thought meditation happened in a dark room, quite room with candles, etc. Thro

Irish Shots

This is a very exciting weekend for those who are steeped in cultural pride. Saint Patrick’s Day was today, followed by a day to recover, and the next day is Saint Joseph’s Day. On the 17th everyone is Irish, and on the 19th everyone is Italian, the irony is, neither Saint was of the heritage that celebrates them with such pride. Both men were very unassuming, and ironically little fact is known about either of them. Much of what we do know is surrounded by tradition and legend. We uphold that both men were motivated by dreams. Joseph, according to Sacred Scripture, was warned by an Angel in a dream to take the Christ Child, and His mother Mary from Bethlehem, and flee to the land of Egypt w

Seabiscuit

On this day in 1938 a historic race was won by a horse named Seabiscuit. Seabiscuit did not start out with a very promising future as a racing horse. He was undersized, “knobby-kneed” and lazy. Even when it was discovered that this poor creature had a hopeful future as a racing horse, he still wasn’t given much of a chance, and couldn’t be sold for a respectable amount of money. In 1938, on November 1 Seabiscuit earned the title and acclaim he had acquired in his defeat of “War Admiral” who was at the top of the “Horse Racing World”, till that point. How appropriate that this all unfold on the Solemnity of All Saints. Today’s feast is a beacon of hope for all us underdogs out there. The Sain

Gave Proof Through the Night

The Fourth of July is my favorite holiday – bar none, but it hasn’t achieved that place in my life without earning it. My dad’s birthday is the fifth, and my best friend’s birthday is the third. We usually had a family cookout somewhere near the day, and did the whole fireworks thing. My best friend would have his Birthday Party every year, and the Fourth of July burned itself into my memory as a time of celebration. In the summer after my first year of Seminary, Father Bert Richman - my Pastor, inspiration, and very dear friend - passed away. He closed his eyes to this world, on July 3, the same day as that friend’s birthday (who was also good friends with Fr. Bert). For me, in that moment,

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