Drying

I just took a shower, and am letting evaporation do its work. I went to a packed A.A. meeting this morning. When I walked in the door I saw many more faces than I've ever seen in this particular meeting, and while trying to find a seat, I thought to myself "New Year's Resolutions." I hope that many of these people keep coming back and finally get the program. I've never been one to make New Year's resolutions. When I was in Junior High School, perhaps I resolved to be more aggressive, and I'm sure at some point I resolved to "get a girlfriend," but in the past few years I haven't made any resolutions at all. That's not to say that I don't make resolutions. It's just that they are not particularly confined to New Year's Eve. There are plenty of things about myself I'd like to change. Just this morning I witnessed a person with some time under their belt picking up a white chip. (i.e they had relapsed.) And you know what? I felt a smug satisfaction at that. I didn't even examine the feeling, it felt so normal, until afterwards when I was driving back. When I saw the feeling for what it was, a deep shudder went through me at how this awful, poisonous thought had arisen so naturally.

Also, I'd like to pass along a prayer request:


Dear Dharma Path Participants,

Dharma Path participant Jaime Razurri was kidnapped in Gaza yesterday. He was sent to Gaza as a reporter in December. Everyone please pray for his safety and quick release.

Om Mani Padme Hum