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thehappyhippies · 6 days
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Christ in the Garden of Olives 1875-1880. :: Gustave Moreau  :: oil on canvas
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BREATHING UNDER WATER: Spirituality and the Twelve Steps
Having had a spiritual awakening as a result of these steps, we tried to carry this message to alcoholics, and to practice these principles in all our affairs.
~ Step Twelve of the Twelve Steps
It  is a karmic law of in and out, and what  Jesus really meant when he  sent the disciples “to cast out devils, and to cure  all kinds of  diseases and sickness” (Matthew 10:1) or to “go out to the world  and proclaim the Gospel to all creation” (Mark 16:16). He knew you had to hand  the message over before you really understood it or could appreciate it  yourself.
A  person will suffocate if she just keeps  breathing in. The Jewish name  for the Holy One, literally unspeakable, is  “Yahweh,” an imitation of  the sound of breathing in and breathing out. It could  not be uttered,  only breathed. The sacred name of God reveals the deepest  pattern of  all reality—the cycle of taking in and giving back out. It is the  shape  of all creation and of God, a Trinitarian circle of indwelling and   outpouring.
From Breathing Underwater: Spirituality and the Twelve Steps,   By Richard Rohr:  pp. 105, 107, 109
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euesworld · 2 years
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"I'm addicted to you like alcohol, like heroin, like meth.. except the only twelve steps that I need to take are to close this distance between us. I need you more and more every day, I fiend for your smile like crack.. I orbit you like a planet cause you are my star. I'm so addicted to you.."
She's my sweet cocaine, that drip, that drain.. those lips need to say my name - eUë
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3score11poet · 1 year
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Tea Time Emotiku
Saturday, 11/12/2022, Twelve Steps
We stretch forth in hope / Stay flexible as we climb / Recovery comes. © keeferpoet 2022
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“An ideal is a man’s portrait of his better self.” Louis Binstock
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ao3feeddestiel · 7 months
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Twelve Steps
read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/Hwxh1mc by dwinchester Dean Winchester has one last chance to make some changes in his life. Words: 2721, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005), Buffy the Vampire Slayer (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/F, M/M Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Jody Mills, Missouri Moseley Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester, Faith Lehane/Buffy Summers read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/Hwxh1mc
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Step One
My Reaching for Personal Freedom workbook came in! I’ve been wanting to work the steps, and I still intend to get both a temporary sponsor until July, and then a permanent sponsor wherever I settle, but for now, I want to journal.
So.
Step One.
Admitted I was powerless (lol, typed powerful by default/Freudian slip) over [literally anyone and anything except my own damn self] and that my life has become unmanageable.
Why is it difficult to admit my powerlessness?
Because I’ve been training my whole life, or at least a significant portion of my whole life, to effectively influence and change other people. I want to control how you perceive me, what you do, how you affect me, what my day is like based on your actions and my feelings about them. I want to be valuable, effective, admired, loved, safe. Part of my ever-shifting world view has included messages that the world is a scary, unsafe, dangerous, chaotic place and I need to have a plan to manage it all. Even if there are individual people I trust, I don’t trust the people that I trust to love me - an untrustworthy person. I don’t feel connected to the people who I perceive as threatening, and I don’t feel worthy of the people who could be safe. I often feel alone, broken, and hopeless; my driving force for a long time has, in part, been about forcefully and powerfully manipulating myself, my environment, and other people to create an artificially safe world, against the tide of a nasty brutish and short existence. But the underlying belief is that the world ISN’T safe and I’M the one who has to pull it together. Yikes. No wonder I’m anxious.
How do the effects of the disease of alcoholism make my life unmanageable?
I come back to the elements of white supremacy culture a lot, because they seem to overlap with and summarize my family culture growing up, aka alcoholism and mental illness and addiction and emotional illiteracy and deep, terrified, lonely, isolated, hateful shame.
As someone who is inching toward identifying as a double winner, I see a lot in common between the addiction to alcohol and the addiction to the alcoholic. One numbs through drinking, the other numbs through busyness and fixing. The elements of both sides and WSC feel like the bedrock of human frailty, the place in which we stumble when we don’t trust each other and the world: perfectionism, one right way, worship of the written word, urgency, quantity over quality, individualism, defensiveness, paternalism, either/or thinking, power hoarding, fear of conflict, the narcissism and solipsism of thinking we’re the only ones, the entitled belief of one’s right to comfort, the delusion of objectivity, and our ever-present negativity bias.
These elements have been barriers in my relationship to self and others. They showed up in my friendships, my self-esteem, my family, my jobs, my world view, my politics, and my ability to pursue recovery. It’s all connected. And it’s all so much bigger than me - who am I to think I have any power, any real influence, over anything or anyone besides myself? The ego tries to protect itself, but I’m freer when I relax into the crash.
What keeps me holding on to the illusion that I have the power to change someone else?
Partly ego, both grandiose and vulnerable: the belief I have that much influence, power, knowledge, insight, skill; but also the belief that my own gains came from outside of me, from people “better” than I. It’s like the dynamic revealed to me by Brene Brown that my self-hatred and other-hatred were the two sides of the same coin. If I believe that I’m weak, small, ineffectual, a victim, then it must be true that once other people “whipped me into shape” then I have the power to do the same for others. Perhaps a moral obligation to pay it forward, as such. But I don’t think any one person saved me, nor could they have. When the student is ready, a teacher appears, but honestly teachers are all around me as I speak. It’s not a reflection of the teacher’s value whether or not I am receptive, or understand, or apply the lesson in a certain way. The world is ever-changing, fluid, impersonal, delicate, and nothing is ever about me. Not the good, or the bad - it’s all neutral, it’s all changing, and we make meaning of stimuli as we have the receptors for it. I can’t build someone else’s receptors, and sometimes I think I make people numb by flooding them when it’s not a good fit, or good timing. I want to be whole and happy, and I am the expert and doyen of that. I am in charge of my life, and it’s my responsibility to stay open and available to the good things. I don’t know what will work for other people, just like no one really knew what would work best for me. Even if they had great ideas, they clearly didn’t work or help in some grand, magical, external way. I have been a series of small awakenings and it couldn’t have been another way, or it would have been, right? If my presence inspires a change in someone else, they were clearly already open to that change. Lives don’t shift with brute force, and people certainly don’t flourish and thrive that way. It always feels right to do things on your own time, in your own sustainable way, and I want us all to have that pleasure. It’s more consensual, lasting, real. Who cares if it can’t be mass-produced, copied and pasted, made generic? It wouldn’t taste as sweet if it wasn’t truly customized to each of us. Who am I to tell someone what flavor they are?
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astriiformes · 8 months
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"I'm using [extremely gendered term] gender-neutrally!"
Cool, I do not interpret it gender-neutrally at all and you might want to reconsider why you feel like adding an "I do what I want" tagline to your post makes you perfectly comfortable making other people -- and in particular, trans people -- uncomfortable
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todayisafridaynight · 5 months
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Is it funnier if:
Shishido tunes in to the VTuber's broadcast knowing he'll fume about exposing Kiryu being his idea first
Shishido is already a fan of the VTuber and tunes in as normal only to fume about exposing Kiryu being his idea first
Shishido is the VTuber
SHISHIDO IS THE VTUBER
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chronicowboy · 1 year
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eddie mentioning vegas like that man wants to get accidentally married to his best friend so bad it makes him look stupid
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nanomooselet · 3 months
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Episode One/Episode Zero Composition
Sometimes you're scrolling through screenshots because you want to dunk on Hundreds Spoons, and you discover shit like this.
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WHAT
@tristampparty
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stolligaseptember · 1 year
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wangxian's desire to raise children together is such an integral part of mdzs and i still can't believe that lsz never canonically got a younger sibling
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aroacesigma · 3 months
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sigzai hc that dazais suicide jokes make sigma rly worried and sometimes send him into a panic attack bc he doesnt want to lose dazai anf the stupid twink realizes it eventually (sigma refuses to say anything bc thats just how dazai copes and he doesnt want to somehow make it worse) and stops making as many self deprecating jokes/becomes more aware of how much he means to people . i dont even know they make me insane
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i love them
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sitting-on-me-bum · 6 months
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The Great Ocean Road
The Great Ocean Road in Australia is a paradise for photographers. The 240 km long coastal drive offers breathtaking views of the ocean, rugged cliffs, and lush forests, with panoramic lookouts providing excellent photo opportunities. The Twelve Apostles, a collection of towering limestone stacks, is a highlight and is best captured during sunrise or sunset. Other notable attractions include Loch Ard Gorge and Gibson Steps.
Photo by Tiraya Adam
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3score11poet · 2 years
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Coffee Hour
Monday, 10/17/2022, Twelve Steps
It is said, “The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step,” but I say, it begins by actually getting up off your butt.
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“The best way to win the rat race is to leave the rat race behind.” keefderpoet
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keepthedelta · 6 days
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lewis volunteering to let george russell through in japan was his version of hitting rock bottom. now that he's hit that he can come back, work on himself, and actually drive well
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theecholegend · 2 months
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