What is it, a word, concept, or state of mind?
Recently, I celebrated another noteworthy anniversary, twenty six years since my last drink. Anybody who has ever attempted sobriety has been told, probably more times than they would like, that acceptance is the answer to all of life's problems.
The earth has its own astrological pattern that is different from those that inhabit it. Instead of moving in a clockwise motion every thirty days, Mother Earth’s pattern is counter clockwise at a much slower pace, taking close to 2012 years to complete its rotation.
Twenty five years ago, June 27 1984 I quit smoking. I started smoking around age ten or so, and by the time I was twelve I was smoking at least a pack a day. Smoking ruled my life for at least a dozen years. Every aspect of my life revolved around my need to smoke. I lied, cheated, stole and did what ever I could in order to support my habit.