Love vs. the negatives

Well! Now that I am letting go of my aching dream of the Atlantic drying up, of suddenly being granted 20 league boots in which to clomp over to you (I promise, I would leave them just this side of Southampton), a whole new set of thoughts has decided to settle in for the nonce.

Being a falling down washed up wastrel has decided benefits, especially after more than 15 years since one’s last passing out. One of my greatest benefits came early on in the form of rehab. I went to a lovely place which at the time operated under a lovely hopeful name: The Rhinebeck Lodge for Successful Living.

Well, knowing what a muddly mucky mess our lives were when we arrived there at various stages of detoxing, the lovely folks at the Lodge actually provided daily lectures about that most important but instructionless topic: life. One of the very first ones I attended had to do with emotions (yes, I took notes). It seems that these could, for our purposes, be broken down to four (what a relief; I always thought 3472; but okay, four):

Fear
Sadness
Anger
Love

Egads! Three to one, negative vs. positive!

It was put to us then, and I continue to put it to myself on a daily basis, that in order to be reasonably happy in life, we must develop love and lessen the others. Future lectures had to do with living in the power of the positive; with the causes for negativity (ignorance, stupidity and emotional dis-ease) and how to forgive them (another post I expect); and many other such things.

Then there was Vince, one of the volunteers who spent hours with us there. He was a sober drunk (who else would willingly spend hours with mocus lost souls way off in a rural setting?); and he had this saying he would repeat over and over and over again. I was beginning to think of stuffing a pair of socks down his throat one afternoon when the truth of his words hit home like a ton of bricks (a really wonderful ton of bricks though); I forgot all about stuffing socks down anyone’s throat, and I sighed a deep grateful sigh as the words touched my heart and my little baby soul peeking out through the haze. Vince would tell us over and over again:

God don’t make junk.

And dear reader, I pass that onto you, as I endeavor to dwell in the light of love. We here in OD land, in cyber space, have tremendous power to do good in this world. Let’s give it a go, shall we? xoxoxoxo

((I would never think anything you feel to be plastic)) so the negatives won? they always do. pessimism…can’t seem to escape it.it must be ((ingrained)) a part of me ||dara||

Thank you for your note and your wonderful words of wisdom, here in this entry. I, too, have given up the bottle along with a bad marriage(they sort of went hand- in-hand. OD has been a nice surprise with wonderful people to read about as we each go through our journey of life. Best wishes.

The light of love and friendship, is a wondrous place to abide. I salute your bravery, in being so open about things like you are here. Supportive hugs and tender kisses. xoxo

I admire your honesty my friend. In life when we reach rock bottom, the only way is surely ^^^^ UP. And you took the first step with the help of Vince….and so having been ‘there’ then you now can help others …Spread the love….Infect the world. I love you C. *Smiles* Bren