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Posted on Friday November 13th, 2009 at 15:07 in Treatment, addiction, drugs, personal stories, cocaine, prostitution, heroin, lost dreams
The purity of the fresh, white snow blanketing Cleveland belied the desperation of my own situation. Looking out of a window in the abandoned, condemned building I had been calling home for the past few months, I could feel the bitter, biting w...
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Posted on Wednesday November 4th, 2009 at 15:01 in health, personal development, happiness, gratitude, healing, illness, courage, challenges, addiction and recovery
Early in recovery, I was complaining about this and that (and likely everything!) to my good friend, Jim, who is also a wise Medicine Man of the Crow Tribe in Montana. He smiled patiently while listening to me and then turned, looking me direct...
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Posted on Wednesday October 28th, 2009 at 14:49 in personal development, courage, childhood sexual abuse, writing the memoir, healing the past
I apologize for not having a podcast this week—Les and I are currently traveling and I forgot my recording equipment at home and I have not yet found a suitable replacement on the road. My wonderful friend, Edward Hemingway (yes of that Hemi...
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Posted on Tuesday October 20th, 2009 at 14:54 in addiction, drugs, personal stories, heroin, withdrawal
Michael and I decided to take the long way around on our way from San Francisco to Cleveland, Ohio, dipping south into Los Angeles for a brief visit with the aunt and uncle who had partially raised him. If we had not taken that particular route...
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Posted on Thursday October 15th, 2009 at 13:54 in memories, punk rock, sex industry, lost dreams, living in the moment, writing the memoir, healing the past
Les and I just returned from a visit to New York City, a place that holds so many memories for me. Arriving at Penn Station last week, reflections of those experiences flooded my brain—some bitter, some sweet, and some a combination of the tw...
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Posted on Tuesday October 6th, 2009 at 11:47 in life, inspiration, happiness, self, reflections, gratitude, healing, crossroads, living in the moment, healing the past
I love autumn . . . love the name autumn—so why would anyone want to call it “fall?” Personally, I always preferred the term “autumn” to “fall” because ‘fall’ conjures up a negative overtone. When has the word ‘fall’ been...
Thank you for sharing your work. I will be back to read some more. Your writings needs to be put into a lifetime story, as it provides a mirror for others to be educated and informed.
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