Beads and a Spaghetti Dinner

I am a huge fan of Craigslist.  Lea and Michelle wanted to try beading as a hobby.  I found a bead kit on CL for $10 in Snoqualmie.  The seller met us at an Issaquah parking lot by Costco.  After I got home, Lea and Michelle played all afternoon together like little girls making earrings, necklaces and bracelets.  It was the best $10 I have spent in a long time.  They both got robbed of their childhood.  Today was a great experience in reliving a much happier healthier childhood playing like little girls.  It was a far cry from how they were living life a year ago in the thralls of active addiction.

Michelle made a necklace for her cousin’s daughter that is graduating high school in two weeks.  She was ecstatic for having the wherewithal to be able to give the girl a nice graduation gift she made with love and her own two hands.

I talked with Greg while making a healthy meal of bratwurst in marinara sauce with penne pasta, broccoli, salad, garlic bread and watermelon for dessert.   We said grace and ate together.  That is a lot of “family” activity for 3 isolators that where always alone no matter how big the crowd they were with.  Today we are no longer alone.

I am grateful to be able help others create joy in recovery and for my recovery family.

My Friend Leslee and being vulnerable

While living in Hawaii 30 years ago, I got a nice Canon 35mm camera taking many pictures of scenic tropical vistas.  After a few months I realized that my photographs were mostly landscapes and not of people I knew.  In a way, that is still somewhat true today in my Gratitude blog postings being more about things than about people. 

I recently decided to write more about my friends that I am grateful to have in my life.   As I reflected writing on Leslee or Charlie this morning, my feelings became edgy and fearful.  Further reflection revealed that writing about my friends who love me a lot leaves me feeling vulnerable lighting up my abandonment issues from childhood.

My father chose material goods over friendship.  He had many toys and few friends to play with.  That was clearly a lonely way to live.  My mother never had a good friend that I can think of.  She would golf with one other woman or go for walks with neighbors in her later life, but she never had a reliable friend or over someone that came over to visit at her house.  With those role models, it is easy to see where writing about friends brings up some fear/anxiety. 

My life is differs greatly from the lives my parents lived.   They had successful careers with few friends.     I live on a fixed income, don’t work and have wonderful friends that care about me very much.  It is a non-material kind of wealth.

A year ago when I dropped out sight whilst using crack cocaine, my friend Leslee came by with the Bellevue police to make sure I was still alive.  That was the most loving thing a friend has ever done for me.

Leslee is an avid hiker in fantastic physical condition.  She has hiked down and up the Grand Canyon on numerous occasions with no extra physical conditioning—she is just that fit.  On the Eastside she regularly hikes Mt Si or Tiger Mountain on short notice.

In my case, Leslee goes for walks with me at the Bellevue Square Mall.   She is not one for conspicuous consumption nor even being indoors.  She does walk the mall because she loves me, knows that I need the exercise and wants to spend time with me.  It makes me cry tears of joy while writing how blessed I am to have Leslee for a friend.  No wonder I write about things—writing about friends brings up intense emotional issues!


I am grateful for my friend Leslee.  We have carried the 12-step message to prison together for years.  Each trip with her makes my life better.  Thank you Leslee.

Willingness

My experience after 14 years of recovery and attending thousands of 12-step meetings tells me that willingness is the most important factor in changing our lives.

Willingness includes going to meetings, reading the literature, getting a sponsor, working the steps, building a relationship with a higher power and helping others.  Technically, willingness is an adjective.  In my recovery, willingness is a verb requiring me to take action.

All too often, I have watched alcoholics and addicts claim a willingness to do the work and then balk with a myriad of excuses and rationalizations why they can’t do it now.  They have mistaken desire for willingness.  Unless they find a way to change desire into willingness by the action of doing the work required for a successful recovery, at best they achieve a dry-drunk status of being an angry not-using alcoholic or addict with white-knuckle sobriety.

I have two women staying at my apartment that are in early recovery.  One goes to a meeting every day, has a sponsor, reads the literature and is working the steps.  The other does not do that.  Guess which one ran a steak knife through my brand-new frying pan after I used it one time?

I found that cut in the best Teflon frying pan I ever owned than would be expected for damaging a $20 item.  The problem is more than the (deliberate?) damage to my new toy.  What bothers me most is the tragedy of a close-up watching yet another smart talented alcoholic self-destruct in slow motion.  From AA’s 12x12 “As psychiatrists have often observed, defiance is the outstanding characteristic of many an alcoholic.”  The situation is tragic and sad.

The good news is that I get to watch and learn from the two approaches to recovery.   Today, I am more willing than ever to go to a meeting, work with others and do whatever it takes to stay sober.


I am grateful for my willingness to do the work required to trudge the road of happy destiny.

Steak and Eggs for Breakfast

I use Teflon coated aluminum frying pans for cooking.  It was time for a replacement pan after the Teflon had worn off in the center of the last 12-inch frying pan. 

Greg, Michelle and I looked at frying pans at the outlet mall in North Bend last Saturday.  The value was abysmal with low quality and high prices.   I got a new frying pan while while shopping with Greg at the Cash-n-Carry restaurant outlet store last Saturday.  For a slightly lower price, I got a much better frying pan.

This morning I tried out the new frying pan with a prime steak left over from last week’s crab feed.  The pan worked great with excellent heat distribution and much slipperiness.   The eggs did not stick at all.    I have not had steak and eggs for breakfast in years. Both the steak and eggs were tender and delicious.


I am grateful for Greg’s expert help in buying my wonderful new frying pan.  

Memorial Weekend Activities With Friends

It has been a nice social Memorial Day weekend.  A birthday lunch on Thursday with Dan, donuts on Friday with Gigi for her 22nd sober birthday, dinner with Greg on Saturday, a quiet Sunday followed by a Monday lunch with Sandy, her mom and her boyfriend Victor.


I am grateful for the many great friends in my life today.  They make my life worth living.

Many Things or 14 Months…

I have lived at the same apartment for the last ten years.   I have had years of living by myself and years of living with roommates.  I had a job for five years.   It has been the most stable living situation in my adult life.

The last 14 months have been volatile for me starting with an eight month relapse after seven years of sobriety.  The last six months have been a time of spectacular spiritual and emotional growth along with a strong influx of mindfulness. 

Last November, it was not clear whether I would die homeless and alone in a gutter or get sober again.  Today, I am surrounded by love and support from people that love me.

I am much closer to being the person my higher power always intended me to be—kind, generous, loving, calm and thoughtful.  Well, at least a lot more than ever before in my life.  Progress, not perfection.

I am grateful for the miraculous personal growth I have achieved in the last six months. 



Memorial Day Weekend

Today is the unofficial start of summer—the Saturday of Memorial Day Weekend.  Memorial Day is a day of remembering the men and women who died while serving in the US Armed Forces.

Life in our democracy with stable changes in leadership and currency are two of the many great outcomes from our service members who paid the ultimate price for freedom.  As noted by Churchill, democracy is the worst form of government—except for all those others.

I am grateful for my relatively plush life that is direct result of the sacrifices made by our fallen warriors.


Celebrating Birthdays – Gigi and Dan

Once a month for the last 15 years, I have taken my sister’s former stepson Dan out to lunch.  Yesterday Lea, Michelle and I took Dan to Spud’s on Greenlake for fish-n-chips.  We ordered lunch and got a table outside on a chilly day in late May.  Lea played hacky-sack with Dan until lunch was ready.  After lunch, I gave Dan a large bag of cigarette tobacco and then we sang happy birthday to him.  It was easily the happiest I had ever seen him.  He really enjoyed his birthday lunch.

Today we are celebrating Gigi’s 22nd year of sobriety.  I am going to get some donuts from Top Pot and have Gigi chair the AM Reflections meeting.  Today’s topic is happy, joyous and free. 

Gigi is one of the best friends I have ever had in my life.  We are personality extremes.  She is high-energy and non-linear.  I am low-energy and very linear.  Gigi has taught me how to celebrate important events over time instead of trying to have that one perfect moment that lasts forever.


I am grateful to have learned how to celebrate the milestones and joy my friend’s life with them.

How Gratitude Can Help You Through Hard Times


How Gratitude Can Help You Through Hard Times

By Robert Emmons | May 13, 2013 


A decade’s worth of research on gratitude has shown me that when life is going well, gratitude allows us to celebrate and magnify the goodness. But what about when life goes badly? In the midst of the economic maelstrom that has gripped our country, I have often been asked if people can—or even should—feel grateful under such dire circumstances.

My response is that not only will a grateful attitude help—it isessential. In fact, it is precisely under crisis conditions when we have the most to gain by a grateful perspective on life. In the face of demoralization, gratitude has the power to energize. In the face of brokenness, gratitude has the power to heal. In the face of despair, gratitude has the power to bring hope. In other words, gratitude can help us cope with hard times.

Don’t get me wrong. I am not suggesting that gratitude will come easily or naturally in a crisis. It’s easy to feel grateful for the good things. No one “feels” grateful that he or she has lost a job or a home or good health or has taken a devastating hit on his or her retirement portfolio.

But it is vital to make a distinction between feeling grateful and beinggrateful. We don’t have total control over our emotions. We cannot easily will ourselves to feel grateful, less depressed, or happy. Feelings follow from the way we look at the world, thoughts we have about the way things are, the way things should be, and the distance between these two points.

But being grateful is a choice, a prevailing attitude that endures and is relatively immune to the gains and losses that flow in and out of our lives. When disaster strikes, gratitude provides a perspective from which we can view life in its entirety and not be overwhelmed by temporary circumstances. Yes, this perspective is hard to achieve—but my research says it is worth the effort.

  
Remember the bad
Trials and suffering can actually refine and deepen gratefulness if we allow them to show us not to take things for granted. Our national holiday of gratitude, Thanksgiving, was born and grew out of hard times. The first Thanksgiving took place after nearly half the pilgrims died from a rough winter and year. It became a national holiday in 1863 in the middle of the Civil War and was moved to its current date in the 1930s following the Depression.

Why? Well, when times are good, people take prosperity for granted and begin to believe that they are invulnerable. In times of uncertainty, though, people realize how powerless they are to control their own destiny. If you begin to see that everything you have, everything you have counted on, may be taken away, it becomes much harder to take it for granted.

So crisis can make us more grateful—but research says gratitude also helps us cope with crisis. Consciously cultivating an attitude of gratitude builds up a sort of psychological immune system that can cushion us when we fall. There is scientific evidence that grateful people are more resilient to stress, whether minor everyday hassles or major personal upheavals. The contrast between suffering and redemption serves as the basis for one of my tips for practicing gratitude: remember the bad.

It works this way: Think of the worst times in your life, your sorrows, your losses, your sadness—and then remember that here you are, able to remember them, that you made it through the worst times of your life, you got through the trauma, you got through the trial, you endured the temptation, you survived the bad relationship, you’re making your way out of the dark. Remember the bad things, then look to see where you are now.

This process of remembering how difficult life used to be and how far we have come sets up an explicit contrast that is fertile ground for gratefulness. Our minds think in terms of counterfactuals—mental comparisons we make between the way things are and how things might have been different. Contrasting the present with negative times in the past can make us feel happier (or at least less unhappy) and enhance our overall sense of well-being. This opens the door to coping gratefully.

Try this little exercise. First, think about one of the unhappiest events you have experienced. How often do you find yourself thinking about this event today? Does the contrast with the present make you feel grateful and pleased? Do you realize your current life situation is not as bad as it could be? Try to realize and appreciate just how much better your life is now. The point is not to ignore or forget the past but to develop a fruitful frame of reference in the present from which to view experiences and events.

There’s another way to foster gratitude: confront your own mortality. In a recent study, researchers asked participants to imagine a scenario where they are trapped in a burning high rise, overcome by smoke, and killed. This resulted in a substantial increase in gratitude levels, as researchers discovered when they compared this group to two control conditions who were not compelled to imagine their own deaths.

In these ways, remembering the bad can help us to appreciate the good. As the German theologian and Lutheran pastor Dietrich Bonhoeffer once said, “Gratitude changes the pangs of memory into a tranquil joy.” We know that gratitude enhances happiness, but why? Gratitude maximizes happiness in multiple ways, and one reason is that it helps us reframe memories of unpleasant events in a way that decreases their unpleasant emotional impact. This implies that grateful coping entails looking for positive consequences of negative events. For example, grateful coping might involve seeing how a stressful event has shaped who we are today and has prompted us to reevaluate what is really important in life.
  

Reframing disaster
To say that gratitude is a helpful strategy to handle hurt feelings does not mean that we should try to ignore or deny suffering and pain.

The field of positive psychology has at times been criticized for failing to acknowledge the value of negative emotions. Barbara Held of Bowdoin College in Maine, for example, contends that positive psychology has been too negative about negativity and too positive about positivity. To deny that life has its share of disappointments, frustrations, losses, hurts, setbacks, and sadness would be unrealistic and untenable. Life is suffering. No amount of positive thinking exercises will change this truth.

So telling people simply to buck up, count their blessings, and remember how much they still have to be grateful for can certainly do much harm. Processing a life experience through a grateful lens does not mean denying negativity. It is not a form of superficial happiology. Instead, it means realizing the power you have to transform an obstacle into an opportunity. It means reframing a loss into a potential gain, recasting negativity into positive channels for gratitude.

A growing body of research has examined how grateful recasting works. In a study conducted at Eastern Washington University, participants were randomly assigned to one of three writing groups that would recall and report on an unpleasant open memory—a loss, a betrayal, victimization, or some other personally upsetting experience. The first group wrote for 20 minutes on issues that were irrelevant to their open memory. The second wrote about their experience pertaining to their open memory.

Researchers asked the third group to focus on the positive aspects of a difficult experience—and discover what about it might now make them feel grateful. Results showed that they demonstrated more closure and less unpleasant emotional impact than participants who just wrote about the experience without being prompted to see ways it might be redeemed with gratitude. Participants were never told not to think about the negative aspects of the experience or to deny or ignore the pain. Moreover, participants who found reasons to be grateful demonstrated fewer intrusive memories, such as wondering why it happened, whether it could have been prevented, or if they believed they caused it to happen. Thinking gratefully, this study showed, can help heal troubling memories and in a sense redeem them—a result echoed in many other studies.

Some years ago, I asked people with debilitating physical illnesses to compose a narrative concerning a time when they felt a deep sense of gratitude to someone or for something. I asked them to let themselves re-create that experience in their minds so that they could feel the emotions as if they had transported themselves back in time to the event itself. I also had them reflect on what they felt in that situation and how they expressed those feelings. In the face of progressive diseases, people often find life extremely challenging, painful, and frustrating. I wondered whether it would even be possible for them to find anything to be grateful about. For many of them, life revolved around visits to the pain clinic and pharmacy. I would not have been at all surprised if resentment overshadowed gratefulness.

As it turned out, most respondents had trouble settling on a specific instance—they simply had so much in their lives that they were grateful for. I was struck by the profound depth of feeling that they conveyed in their essays, and by the apparent life-transforming power of gratitude in many of their lives.

It was evident from reading these narrative accounts that (1) gratitude can be an overwhelmingly intense feeling, (2) gratitude for gifts that others easily overlook most can be the most powerful and frequent form of thankfulness, and (3) gratitude can be chosen in spite of one’s situation or circumstances. I was also struck by the redemptive twist that occurred in nearly half of these narratives: out of something bad (suffering, adversity, affliction) came something good (new life or new opportunities) for which the person felt profoundly grateful.

If you are troubled by an open memory or a past unpleasant experience, you might consider trying to reframe how you think about it using the language of thankfulness. The unpleasant experiences in our lives don’t have to be of the traumatic variety in order for us to gratefully benefit from them. Whether it is a large or small event, here are some additional questions to ask yourself:
  

·         What lessons did the experience teach me?
·         Can I find ways to be thankful for what happened to me now even though I was not at the time it happened?
·         What ability did the experience draw out of me that surprised me?
·         How am I now more the person I want to be because of it? Have my negative feelings about the experience limited or prevented my ability to feel gratitude in the time since it occurred?
·         Has the experience removed a personal obstacle that previously prevented me from feeling grateful?
Remember, your goal is not to relive the experience but rather to get a new perspective on it. Simply rehearsing an upsetting event makes us feel worse about it. That is why catharsis has rarely been effective. Emotional venting without accompanying insight does not produce change. No amount of writing about the event will help unless you are able to take a fresh, redemptive perspective on it. This is an advantage that grateful people have—and it is a skill that anyone can learn.

Digital Word Processors


I have always had poor penmanship.  On a strange and positive note, it looks a lot like my paternal grandmother’s handwriting.  As a kid in school, I learned that I was a crappy writer because of my poor penmanship.  I got much better grades for writing after the advent of personal computers and word processors in the 1980s since it was no linked with my penmanship.

Today I am able to communicate my thoughts with the written word.  Just being able to write this Gratitude blog is a huge blessing in my life.  Email is an important communication tool for me.  I rarely use SMS texts with my friends, but recognize that is the preferred communication method for many people and will text (txt?) when needed.

I am grateful for word processors and written digital communication technology.  It makes my life and relationships better than how it would be otherwise.


Another Good Day


Today was a good day filled with grace and serenity.  I got to be of service to others and enjoy talking with them. 

The worst thing that happened was some illiterate parked in my reserved spot—the one with the big sign on a post with the word “RESERVED” on it— and I had to take the empty parking spot next to it.  Small potatoes in the overall scheme of things.

The best thing was likely picking up Leslee at the airport.  She had hiked down and up the Grand Canyon with her son and a cousin over the weekend.  She is an amazingly physically fit woman.  It is fun to pick her up at the airport when she comes back all jazzed-up full of life after yet another travel adventure with one of her two sons.

I am grateful that my life is filled with many good days filled with love and serenity.

Above all, take it one day at a time.

Above all, take it one day at a time.
AS BILL SEES IT, p. 11

Why do I kid myself that I must stay away from a drink for only one day, when I know perfectly well I must never drink again as long as I live? I am not kidding myself because one day at a time is probably the only way I can reach the long-range objective of staying sober.
If I determine that I shall never drink again as long as I live, I set myself up. How can I be sure I won't drink when I have no idea what the future may hold?
On a day-at-a-time basis, I am confident I can stay away from a drink for one day. So I set out with confidence. At the end of the day, I have the reward of achievement. Achievement feels good and that makes me want more!
From the book Daily Reflections

I am grateful to others for showing me how to live a life that works for me—one day at a time.

Gift Giving Without Strings


Before recovery, I would want to give a person a gift as a random act of kindness.  I was not able to do that because I would always need to trade tit-for-tat in a way that came out like “if you do that, I will gave you this”.  That was not giving a gift and rarely worked as hoped for.

Today I am able to freely give gifts without strings attached.  That is fantastic progress from how it used to be.  It feels good to give a nice appropriate gift to a friend regardless of whether it was so something they said they wanted or if I did it in a random act of kindness.

Gigi had 22 years of sobriety this month.  She wanted a fancy medallion and a sweet treat.  I will give her both on Friday at the 9:30 AM Reflections meeting where I am currently serving as secretary.

I am grateful for the progress I have made in being able to give gifts to others as a way of expressing my gratitude for important relationships in my life.

Becoming Mindful Through Meditation


Meditation is an important component of spirituality and most religions.  Prior to recovery, it was  not something I practiced nor even knew how to do.  Today it is a essential part of my daily routine in the morning and at night.   It is one of the new habits that I have been working on for 2013. 

I had meditated in the past 14 years, it was sporadic and uncertain.  At one time, I did a six month stretch of morning meditation.   I lacked the desire and commitment to keep it going beyond that.  

I know now that I need meditation to center myself each day.  My level of desire and commitment is much greater than how it used to be.

I am grateful for having learned how to meditate, my desire and commitment to meditate and the resulting serenity I get from my daily meditation.

Our Study Group


A group of us meet at Crossroads Mall on Fridays to study 12-step literature.  It is the first time in my life that I pulled together a study group.  It started with me and Charlie meeting at the mall for the last three years.  Mike M joined us a couple of months ago.  Now Michelle, Lea and Mike’s sponsee Rene (guy) meet with us.

It feels good to have a support group to study the literature with.  We check in, talk about our week, read the literature and then discuss it for a bit.  Sessions last up to 90 minutes.  After that, it is time for a little grocery shopping and home for lunch.

I am grateful for our study group and for my becoming less terminally unique so that I can study with others as a person among people.

GeoGuesser – A Fun Geographical Guessing Game


I read about GeoGuesser on Slate.

I played GeoGuesser twice doing much better on the first game than the second game.  I challenge my readers to give it a shot and report their scores.  At least two of you have traveled nearly a million miles.  Show me what you learned!

I am grateful for Google search, Google maps, Gmail and Blogger along with the fun mash-ups that can be made on the web to share with others.

A Great Meeting For Me


I have fallen by the Alanon wayside over the last three years.  My home group was moved to a room that did not work so well for me.  The next group I went to was okay, but I felt a lack of primary purpose of carrying the message.  This was likely me wanting to have things the way I liked them.  Since I don’t drink hot beverages, a break to get tea early the meeting was perceived as a distraction.  (Admittedly, it could have been that I needed to learn how to socialize with others.)

We have tried three Alanon meetings in the last three weeks.  The first two were (hopeless basket cases?) mired in the problem and not in the solution.  Obviously, they did not work for me.  Last night, we went to a Tuesday night meeting in Sand Point.  It was glorious.  We all read a paragraph from step 7, shared or passed, going all the way around the room in 90 minutes.  Everybody got to participate.  All who shared were focused on the solution.  Nobody hogged the time with endless nattering about the problem since there was a timer that each member ran for themselves.

I had a veritable spiritual experience while listening to others share.  My approach to the seventh step was always passive in that I would ask god to remove my defects while not citing specific defects to be removed rationalizing god knows what he is doing and does not need my direction. This enabled me to avoid taking responsibility/action to allow god to help me help myself.

Recent study of the 12x12 book has made it more clear than ever that my defects of character stemmed from instincts run amuck trying to get more pleasure out of things than could be had.  Obvious examples are overeating (gluttony) and inaction (sloth).  While listening and reflecting at the meeting last night, I realized I needed to take direct action by asking god to remove these shortcomings while doing my part to eat less and exercise more.  Pride is a third sin for me to focus on having removed from my thoughts and behaviors.  Plenty enough work for now.

I was in a mild state of rapture when we left the meeting and drove home last night sharing with Lea and Michelle how much I got out of that meeting.   I had been a bit aimlessly lost in what I needed to work on other than simply staying sober and helping others.  Now I have something to work on for myself.  This will result in flow as I work off the obese effects of gluttony and sloth.

I am grateful for healthy meetings, spiritual inspirations and the support of friends to help me find my way in life.

A Progress Report on My New Habits For 2013


At the beginning of the year, I committed to writing about gratitude, reading spiritual affirmations and meditating every morning.   This has worked well for me.  I missed ten days in March.

My serenity is vastly improved.  By having routine habits, my daily dose of decision making energy can be focused on other one-time decisions such as yesterday’s decision to buy a new car.  I don’t waste mental energy on trying to decide “what next?” until at least the late morning after I have completed my routine, taken Lea to the clinic and gone to a meeting.

I am grateful for my new habits and their positive impacts on my life and the lives of others.


A Good Day


After a slow start this morning that precluded my Gratitude blog writing this morning before running errands all day long.   

My 1993 Mercury Cougar that I have had for 6 years is nearing the end of its economic lifespan.  It was the best driving most reliable car I ever had.  The Cougar/Thunderbird models have worked well for me for the last quarter century.  I plan to buy another one from the 1989-1997 model years since they have the highest roofline of any 2-door coupes made in the last 20 years.   A high roofline become a priority when you have steel rods in your back that make it hard to duck down into a lower roofline.

I have been on the edge between more repairs and getting a new (to me) car for the last year or two.  While writing this article after searching Craiglist and eBay motors, I have decided I will get another car.  It will take a couple of months for me to save up for another car.

I am grateful for the years of reliable service that I got out of my current car and look forward to getting another one just like it.

Taking in the Good


By taking 20-30 seconds to “smell the roses” in a mindful way, my mind has become oriented to focusing on the good in my life in the present moment.   It is a much better way of living instead of having a chronic anxiety/fearfulness while focused on negative events past, present and future.

Today I will take in the good as each moment unfolds before me.

I am grateful for the convergence of brain science, meditation and spirituality information that provide tools I can use to help me feel safe and good.


Spring Beauty in May Flowers


After a veritable heatwave for the last week, spring flowers have erupted in a riot of gorgeous colorful beauty.  Every yard in Bellevue has its own unique beauty.  The fragrant lilacs and roses are my favorites.

I am grateful for the beauty of spring flowers.

Mindfulness and Meditation


My meditation has gone well this week.  Lea and I read a few short excerpts from a Jon Kabot-Zinn book on mindfulness and then silently meditate for five minutes.  She has great mindfulness/focus that compels me to strive towards the same instead of letting my mind wander.

There is more serenity and joy in my mind now.  My outside world remains the same.  Being able to change my brain using my mind and mindfulness has been a fruitful and rewarding experience providing the best treatment I have ever had for my chronic depression (and self-pity).

I am grateful for all the potent resources to help me live a better life by changing my brain to one that is a lot more pleasant to live with and works better for me.

Google Reader

I have used the RSS news aggregator Google Reader as my home page since it was released via Google labs in late 2005.  It has been a fantastic tool for me to scan preferred website headlines without having to install and setup an RSS reader on every PC I have had.  I just log into my Google/Gmail account and voilà .

My news sources ranged local news at the Seattle Times to an international perspective at The Economist and the BBC, with a strong tendency towards libertarian soft-tech sites such as Tech Dirt and SlashDot. 

The Seattle Times recently put-up some sort of pseudo paywall limiting the number of articles I could read each month without getting nagware popups.  It is hard to imagine how being annoying & difficult working well for them on the web.  They seem to be copying the RIAA luddite playbook for hardcopy media refusing to play by digital rules.

Two months ago on March 13, Google announced GR will be closed on July 1st due to declining use.  There are RSS applications that would require setup and installation on every PC.  Modifications would be a hassle to replicate.  I will undoubtedly switch to another online RSS aggregator such as Feedly or Pulse when Google finally pulls the plug on Google Reader.  Until then, I am hoping that Google recants on pulling the plug on GR.

I love and am grateful for RSS newsfeeds and aggregators, especially Google Reader.

A Bowl of Cereal


Stymied for a topic, I started out writing a short post about spoons when I finished my bowl of cereal.  My Gratitude blog post evolved into even more to be grateful.

Had a bowl of granola for breakfast this morning.  Like always, I used a spoon to eat my cereal.   There is an incredible amount of civilization and technology into making that statement true.  The spoon is one of the earliest tools dating back to the dawn of civilization.  Seashells used as spoons are among some of the first tools ever used by man.

The history of cereal grains also dates back to the beginning of civilization.  The plastic bowl I used is based on much more recent technology.  A brief history of polymers from Wikipedia:

Polystyrene has a long history of evolution behind it. In 1839, a German apothecary called Eduard Simon discovered polystyrene. Eduard Simon isolated the substance from natural resin, however, he did not know what he had discovered.
It took another German, organic chemist, Hermann Staudinger, to realize that Simon's discovery, comprised of long chains of styrene molecules, was a plastic polymer.
In 1922, Hermann Staudinger published his theories on polymers, stating that natural rubbers were made up of long repetitive chains of monomers that gave rubber its elasticity. He went on to write that the materials manufactured by the thermal processing of styrene were similar to rubber. They were the high polymers including polystyrene. In 1953, Hermann Staudinger won the Nobel Prize for Chemistry for his research.
I am grateful for my matching flatware and all of the technology that went into my having a bowl of cereal with milk this morning.

A Trip to Belltown DSHS/CCS/HEN


Lea is eligible for a subsidized rent program called HEN (Housing and Essential Needs) funded by Catholic Community Services.   In King County, HEN is processed by CCS staff at four different DSHS offices.  The closest one to Bellevue is in Belltown at the north end of downtown Seattle.

Due to poor staff communication caused in part by the scheduled intake counselor leaving early yesterday, we waited 3.5 hours to be seen.  It was a great chance to practice mindfulness for Lea.  I read a Lee Child/Jack Reacher book. 

During our wait, a clearly delusional woman tried to get help.  She had been kicked out of the office earlier that day.  The DSHS policy is no same-day second chances.  The security guard was very clear, while being kind with a gentle smile, about her having been kicked out in the morning.  The woman wanted to know if she had been wearing the same clothes.  She had.

The desk person also discussed her having been kicked out that morning and explained what happened that morning in brief detail with a kind voice.  The woman clearly had some social interaction issues.  The people in line in front of her—who were the only other people in the lobby besides me and Lea—would have given her a beatdown had they been outside and not in front of the DSHS guard and staff person.

I imagined someone I loved being in that dysfunctional and felt great compassion and empathy for her.  The DSHS desk person relented and helped her with her issue.  It took about two minutes to complete her request to print a document for her.  The desk person and guard were very kind, respectful and professional to a difficult needy person.  It was good to see the social service delivery system treating her with kindness, respect and professionalism.

I am grateful for the safety net we do have to help the less fortunate in our society.  Lea got subsidized rent which will be mailed directly to me.

A Habit of Being Grateful


“Cultivate the habit of being grateful for every good thing that comes to you, and to give thanks continuously. And because all things have contributed to your advancement, you should include all things in your gratitude.”     Ralph Waldo Emerson


Writing about gratitude every morning is habit for me.  I feel better and successful when I complete this part of my morning routine.

At a meeting last month, a member started their sharing with “my favorite Emerson quote is…”  I was able to follow up with “A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds”  as my favorite Emerson quote since it was the only one I knew.  Now I have two favorite Emerson quotes.  More importantly, I have cultivated a habit of being grateful for every good thing that comes to me.

I am grateful for my habit of being grateful for every good things that comes to me and continuously give thanks.

Leelee and Geegee


Lea loves to hold my cat Jenny.  They look very cute together.  I call them Leelee and Geegee when she is holding the cat.  Leelee looks like a little girl with a new pony.

I am grateful for my cats, my recovery, and the fantastic progress Lea has made in the last six weeks.

A Record Breaking Heatwave or The Hottest Day in 9 Months?


It is supposed to be 79F today and 81F tomorrow.  Both of those will be record high temperatures for Seattle on that date.  We have not seen 80F since 9/18/12.

While there are many downsides to global warming, I like having Seattle with less gloomy warmer weather.

Our plan is to go to La Conner, check out the late blooming tulips and go to a meeting there.

I am grateful for warm spring days in early May with clear skies and lots of sunshine.

A Rummage Sale at Mercer Island Presbyterian Church


I never go to garage sales due to a lack of wheelchair accessibility.  While websurfing earlier this week, a rummage sale at the MIPC came to my attention.  They had a Friday night session from 5 to 8.  Lea and I went over there at 7:45 for a hi-speed low budget shopping spree.

My hope was for large planting pots.  We found a few smaller pots, but nothing big.  I did find a nice large-ish copper-clad Revere cooking pot that I can lift with one hand for $5.   The largest pot I had was just a pinch too small to boil a pound of pasta without boiling over.  That should now be a solved problem.

Lea found some clothes and candles.  I got her a 4x8x12 wooden jewelry box to her beads, jewelry and such in.  I also got a wicker picnic basket.  For $22 and less than an one hour roundtrip, it was a nice budget shopping spree.  Is it still retail therapy when shopping at rummage sales?  Felt like it!

I am grateful for my treasure that was another (wo)man’s junk.

King County Voter Registration


My sister lives in NE Australia on the Great Barrier Reach with her husband Frank.  They built and run a B&B named Warrawong Lodge located in Clifton Beach 15 miles north of Cairns.  She sent me an email yesterday about dealing with the voter registration staff at King County (greater Seattle).
  
“Frank had used our UPS mailbox address for his voter registration. I used our old address because I knew you can’t have a po box for voter registration. King County caught up with Frank today. He was told he could use our previous address or the address of a friend or relative. He used your address.

King County needs a King County address in order to determine what people get to vote on, and what precinct our votes are in. Although I think we are not supposed to vote on local matters.

Anyway, just letting you know that Frank used your address. King County has our actual address in Australia, and our email addresses. They send us the ballot by email (we have to print it and mail it back).

The staff there are so pleasant and efficient. Among the best government workers ever.”

Elsewhere in America voter registration is being used as a blunt tool to bludgeon the disenfranchised into silence.  Here in King County, voter registration is used as a tool to get input from all citizens.

I am grateful for how King County government and staff handle voter registration issues.

Planting Flowers


I live in a two bedroom apartment with a western exposure deck that is about 7 x20 feet.  My two cats are plant killers—they chewed the leaves off all but three  of the last 15+ house plants.  It is not as if they lacked grass to eat. They have a 2x5 piece of sod seeded with oat grass.

We bought pansy starts and got some used flowering plants from the apartment complex gardeners.  Lea planted them yesterday.  The deck looks very colorful and green with nice flowers.

We need bigger pots and soil for the surviving plants that are root-bound.  Garage sales look to be an interesting way to upgrade.  That is not something I have done in my wheelchair.  I can easily drive Lea and Michelle around  to buy somebody else’s gently used garden supplies at a great price.

I love have healthy plants and am grateful for Lea having beautified my deck with happy flowers.  Garage sales will be fun.