Sober Catholic Books on Google+

Fresh off of creating a Page for them on Facebook, my books, The Stations of the Cross for Alcoholics and The Recovery Rosary: Reflections for Alcoholics and Addicts now also share a Page on Google+, also entitled “Sober Catholic Books”:

Sober Catholic Books

They have not been promoted much on Google+, outside of blogposts shared there. This blog has a Page on the Plus: Sober Catholic on Google+ as does its sister blog, The Four Last Things on Google+ .

Just a reminder, Sober Catholic is also on Facebook as is The Four Last Things.

“Plus” them and “Like” them!

I am working on a 10 Commandments book. I do not know when the completion date is yet.

I have a new book! "The Sober Catholic Way" is a handbook on how anyone can live a sober life, drawn from over 17 years of SoberCatholic posts! It's out now on "Amazon," "Apple Books," "B&N" and and others!"!

My two other books are still available! "The Stations of the Cross for Alcoholics" and "The Recovery Rosary: Reflections for Alcoholics and Addicts" (Thank you!!)

My books have a Page on Facebook

My books, The Stations of the Cross for Alcoholics and The Recovery Rosary: Reflections for Alcoholics and Addicts now share a Page on Facebook entitled “Sober Catholic Books”:

SoberCatholicBooks

I have decided that it would be easier to promote and market them if they shared a page, rather than each having their own as they have up until this point.

As there will be other books, I figure that it is best to consolidate them now.

I am working on a 10 Commandments book. I do not know when the completion date is yet.

I have a new book! "The Sober Catholic Way" is a handbook on how anyone can live a sober life, drawn from over 17 years of SoberCatholic posts! It's out now on "Amazon," "Apple Books," "B&N" and and others!"!

My two other books are still available! "The Stations of the Cross for Alcoholics" and "The Recovery Rosary: Reflections for Alcoholics and Addicts" (Thank you!!)

Long absence, but I’m still here; I have a writing gig, sort of!

I noticed that it has been over a month since I last blogged. No reason for it except that I found a new job, a work-at-home gig writing for an online auction startup. Per my new boss’ rules, I can’t divulge the name of the site as he is fearful or concerned that doing so will cause a deluge of spam emails and other such unsolicited offers from people who pounce on online employees. I can’t even link to it on my Facebook or other social accounts. Not a big deal, nor am I bothered. It is NOT what the Good Lord gave me whatever writing talent I possess to use it for, but it is a nice job, and it pays the bills.

It has been a month since I started, it is OK, it keeps me home and saves tons of money on gas. Not completely satisfying as it isn’t Catholic, recovery-based, or spiritual. Not even fiction or poetry. But, it is a job and for that I am deeply grateful.

I have more-or-less settled it, and the habits should bear fruit in my other writing and blogging endeavors.

I have a new book! "The Sober Catholic Way" is a handbook on how anyone can live a sober life, drawn from over 17 years of SoberCatholic posts! It's out now on "Amazon," "Apple Books," "B&N" and and others!"!

My two other books are still available! "The Stations of the Cross for Alcoholics" and "The Recovery Rosary: Reflections for Alcoholics and Addicts" (Thank you!!)

Heavenly Skid Row

A priest told a funny story during his homily at Daily Mass this morning:

A rich person died and went to Heaven. St. Peter was going to take him to the Heavenly mansion that had been prepared for him and while going there he was seeing all of the other mansions. The first one he saw was a large, expansive palace that would have dwarfed the Taj Mahal on Earth.

“This is surely mine!” exclaimed the rich guy.

“No,” replied St. Peter, “this is not it.”

And so they continued down the boulevard adorned with grand palaces and the like. As they were traveling down the street, the palaces were gradually getting smaller. Still, outshining anything back on Earth. The rich man was still excited, nevertheless, and kept pointing hopefully to each wondrous place. “This one? Is this mine?”

After a while and after St. Peter kept telling him “No, not this one, yet. Yours is coming up,” they entered what seemed to be a different neighborhood. The mansions, if they can be called that, were more like ordinary homes in Europe and North America. Nice, but not palatial.

The rich guy was subdued a little and was silent. He kept glancing back towards the rich neighborhood, now further and further behind.

And then they entered a seemingly “poor” area. The dwellings here were like huts and ramshackle houses. The rich man was concerned, but didn’t speak.

The dwellings kept getting more rundown.

Suddenly St. Peter stopped at the last place on the street. He pointed to it. “Your Heavenly mansion!”

The rich man was dismayed. “This place?!?!”

The “mansion” was a rickety shanty. The unpainted, weatherworn boards were just slapped together, nails missing and so some of the “walls” just barely hung on. The door just hung off to one side and seemed to be on the verge of falling off: it lacked a hinge and the remaining one was all rusty and had only one nail to hold the door to it. The roof was missing shingles.

The rich man repeated his cry. “This place?!?!”

“Yes,” replied St. Peter, “this is your Heavenly mansion where you will dwell for all Eternity.”

The rich man exclaimed, “This is a Heavenly mansion? You’ve got to be joking!”

“No, no joke,” St. Peter assured him. “This is it.”

The rich man retorted, “But I was worth billions on Earth!”

“Yes, we know. But this is the best we can do with the material you sent up to us.”

John 14:2-3: “In my Father’s house, there are many dwelling places. If there were not, I would have told you. For I go to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will return again, and then I will take you to myself, so that where I am, you also may be.”

Matthew 6:19-20: “Do not choose to store up for yourselves treasures on earth: where rust and moth consume, and where thieves break in and steal. Instead, store up for yourselves treasures in heaven…”

Matthew 16:26: “For how does it benefit a man, if he gains the whole world, yet truly suffers damage to his soul? Or what shall a man give in exchange for his soul?”

(Via Sacred Bible: Catholic Public Domain Version.)

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Daily Disconnect

I have long been attracted to Carmelite spirituality. The Carmelites are a Catholic religious order nearly 800 years old, although they trace their spiritual roots all they way back to the Old Testament Prophet Elijah. Carmel means “Garden of God” in Hebrew, and for a recovering alcoholic who strives to “cultivate” spiritual progression by “growing” closer to Him and “rooting” oneself in Scripture and prayer, it is an attractive Catholic spirituality. Many Carmelite saints, like St. Teresa of Avila, St. John of the Cross and St. Therese of Lisieux have written about the soul’s union with God (a union of a mystical love). Very beautiful imagery, and beyond the scope of this post. 😉

I ran across this on a major Carmelite website:

Daily Disconnect

(Via Order of Carmelites.)

It is the “Daily Disconnect”, a special section on their site where you can stop, pray and meditate. The link above takes you to the “About” section of the DD, and from there you can just go to the daily meditation.

While I generally do not regularly use online prayer and meditation aids, aside from this Adoration site and the Daily Mass Readings I will try this during my morning review of things. It should help keep me from going bonkers over current events.

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Judging your Path along the Road of Happy Destiny

“Trudging the Road of Happy Destiny” is a phrase from AA’s “Big Book” and is referenced a lot in meetings. It basically means your program of recovery.

Today’s Second Reading from the Mass for Pentecost Sunday offers a quick guide as to how you’re doing. Read the following excerpt and judge yourself as to how well you are resisting the allure and temptation of your addiction

Gal 5:16-23 : “So then, I say: Walk in the spirit, and you will not fulfill the desires of the flesh.

For the flesh desires against the spirit, and the spirit against the flesh. And since these are against one another, you may not do whatever you want.

But if you are led by the Spirit, you are not under the law.

Now the works of the flesh are manifest; they are: fornication, lust, homosexuality, self-indulgence, the serving of idols, drug use, hostility, contentiousness, jealousy, wrath, quarrels, dissensions, divisions, envy, murder, inebriation, carousing, and similar things. About these things, I continue to preach to you, as I have preached to you: that those who act in this way shall not obtain the kingdom of God.

But the fruit of the Spirit is charity, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, forbearance,meekness, faith, modesty, abstinence, chastity. There is no law against such things.”

(Via Catholic Public Domain Version of the Sacred Bible.)

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My two other books are still available! "The Stations of the Cross for Alcoholics" and "The Recovery Rosary: Reflections for Alcoholics and Addicts" (Thank you!!)

Hallucinations

I had planned on writing a few posts detailing the hallucinations I experienced during the 88 hours of sleeplessness I endured when I finally sobered up ten years ago. Health concerns got in the way (I have a nasty sunburn gotten while planting a vegetable garden on Thursday and I just didn’t give a rodent’s posterior about 10 year-old hallucinations.) But today is the 10th anniversary of that last day of no sleep and I want to get them out. So, this might be a long one.

I do not remember the order in which they occurred. No matter. I already blogged about hearing Stayin’ Alive by the Bee Gee’s. I think these are all of the rest.

Some of the creepiest hallucinations are now kind of interesting, in retrospect. The shadow birds-of-prey that flew across the living room ceiling and walls were pretty. These were obviously birds like hawks and falcons, but appeared like shadows, slowly flying across the ceiling.

I suppose the ceiling was like a projection screen. Other things appeared on it aside from shadow raptors. There was a ghostly-white stagecoach, complete with driver and team of horses that raced across some desert. This was one of a few hallucinations that I was able to control. I was able to speed up the stagecoach, or slow it down just by concentrating.

Another thing that appeared on the ceiling was a female bouncing on a bed. She grew in age from a girl of maybe 10 or 12, to a young woman of 20 or 30 as she bounced. She was ghostly-white like the stagecoach scene. She was also wearing (while a child) some sort of short nightgown, but as she aged into adulthood her bedroom attire changed into negligee. I think she was blonde, but being ghostly-white, it didn’t matter.

Two other hallucinations that I was able to control were a bed-that-was-like-a-raft and green and red beads of light that inched cross-wise along the ceiling. I laid in bed, on my stomach, and the bed seemed to float back-and-forth like a raft on the sea. I was able to willfully make the raft go way up on a wave or way down, back and forth, fast or slow. Sort of like when you’re on a swing set and you can make the swing arc way high up or not so much. The beads of light (not occurring at the same time as the bed raft) were just alternating green and red lights that marched across grooves in the ceiling. They crisscrossed and when I stared at them I discovered that I could control their speed. I wanted to make them disappear because I didn’t like them for some reason, and so I willed them away. They gradually became slower, and then stopped and vanished.

This was odd as although I never got into counseling (can’t afford tuition) and hallucinations never came up in AA meetings (not that I recall) I never ever heard of anyone being able to control theirs. I just knew that these events were not real. I just knew that despite how strange or freaky or annoying the hallucinations were, I knew that they weren’t real. They did not affect my outward behavior. My Mom had only once asked why I was so interested in the ceiling, but that was it. I suppose that I had just enough of a grip on reality to realize an hallucination from something that was actually there. I also never mistook something real for an hallucination.

On to more hallucinations:

I was also repeatedly attacked by an invisible bug (probably a fly that buzzed.) Also, I kept hearing Peter Jennings of “ABC World News Tonight” report on the news all night long. Throughout the house. The TV was off, I had checked. I had turned it off late that evening because I was getting annoyed by the locusts or grasshoppers that were crawling and hopping all over the houseplants that were on either side of the TV.

There was one tactile hallucination. Something kept kicking me in the leg one afternoon.

And the Mass I attended on that Sunday, that last sleepless day. All of those women and the Giant Franciscan!

I went to Mass and sat nowhere near where I normally did. I chose a pew along the right, up against the stained glass, (I think it depicted Jesus Raising the Widow’s Son at Nain.)

And so while I was sitting there, looking leftward towards the altar to watch my priest-friend offer Mass, these women kept appearing at the head of the aisle. They were seen as if they were just at the edge of my peripheral vision. These women promptly disappeared when I swung my head to the right to see them. The only thing that I caught was that they were wearing business attire (heels, dark hose, knee-length skirts, blouses, well-done hair. I know, not bad for a minuscule glance but they kept appearing all throughout Mass and so I kept track of the details.) They also held clipboards and writing instruments. I was also the subject of whatever they were there for as they all had been looking at me while standing there.

They finally disappeared towards the end of Mass when a Giant Franciscan, looking like a 30-foot tall St. Francis, appeared in the middle of the church. You know how St. Francis is often depicted holding a bird in one hand and offering a blessing? This one was holding a clipboard like the women. Once he showed up, the women vanished for good.

I said earlier that I knew these were all hallucinations and therefore didn’t affect my behavior. Except for one. I think it was the last one I experienced before finally falling asleep after 88 hours of being awake.

That night, May 26th or maybe early on the 27th, I was sitting in bed. I think “Peter Jennings” was “on the TV.” The room was dark and in walked a cat. It was black, and it walked in the room like it owned the place, as cats are known to do. The kitty appeared so real. Now, I had a cat at the time, but this one wasn’t Tony. TonyCat was not allowed in the house, just the basement and back porch (long story. Tony is gone now, anyway, having died Easter Monday 2003.) This cat was a small and it just freaked me out. In think I yelped in fear or surprise. No, it was fear. Maybe terror? This kitty cat scared the ____ right out me. It continued on into the bedroom and hid underneath a dresser. And then its eyes glowed red.

I think that was it. I do not recall what happened next, if the cat just disappeared or I just realized it was not real and it vanished. I think I did try to shoo it away, but it didn’t budge. My memory vague on that.

Those are, I believe, all of the hallucinations. I have been told for years to write them down so that I do not forget. I don’t think anyone meant that I should blog them, but I figure that I should share them. Not sure why, but here they are.

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Stayin’ Alive

Well, 10 years ago today was my first full day of not drinking. I wouldn’t say sober as “not drinking” and “sober” aren’t the same.

Earlier this year, in February, I had posted about what would have been my original sobriety date: An Almost Anniversary: February 3, 2002, Part 1 and An Almost Anniversary: February 3, 2002, Part 2

Earlier this week I mentioned that I’d write about the 88 hours of sleeplessness I endured and survived. They were dominated by hallucinations.

These next posts over the next few days will be about the hallucinations. I had never written them down before and will take this long overdue opportunity to do so.

But first, a musical interlude:

Yes, “Stayin’ Alive” by the Bee Gees. It was one of the hallucinations I experienced during those 88 hours. Not the video, just the “ha…ha…ha…ha… stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive…” section, repeatedly, for a few hours after 70-odd hours of sleeplessness had passed. I kept hearing that in my left ear, with an audio quality reminiscent of a 1970’s era inexpensive little Japanese transistor AM pocket radio.

I only lead off with this hallucination due to the recent death of Robin Gibb.

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I will be on The Busted Halo Show with Father Dave Dwyer tonight on SiriusXM (UPDATED)

(NOTE: Interview rescheduled for one hour later, at 9:20 PM, ET USA)

I will be on The Busted Halo Show with Father Dave Dwyer tonight at 8:20 PM (Eastern USA Time)! Apparently they have had a lot of discussions on the show recently about substance abuse (what to do if you have a friend that you think is in trouble or needs help, how to ask for help, etc.) and the show’s producer came across The Recovery Rosary: Reflections for Alcoholics and Addicts and The Stations of the Cross for Alcoholics online.

From what I gather the interview with me will last 15-20 minutes. This is my first live interview on air. (Although not my first one for a radio program. My interview on American Catholic Radio was taped in January 2011 for the March 2011 airing.)

An overview of the Busted Halo show is here:

The Busted Halo Show with Father Dave Dwyer

weekdays 7 pm – 10 pm ET on The Catholic Channel

SiriusXM Channel 129

Nobody’s perfect, but we’re all on a journey toward God—that’s the premise behind The Busted Halo Show. This is not your typical radio talk show hosted by a priest. Before entering seminary, Paulist Father Dave Dwyer had a successful career directing and producing television programs for MTV and Comedy Central, and was an on-air personality for a hit music radio station. In his years as a priest he has been popular with college students and young adults and because of his dynamic, relevant preaching, enthusiasm for the faith, and fun-loving personality. Father Dave believes the Church needs to meet young people where they are, so this show invites listeners to find the connection between spirituality (faith, prayer, service, church teaching) and everyday life (culture, news, entertainment, work, relationships). Rather than going for polemics, this show seeks to bridge gaps in a fun, open environment.”

(Via Busted Halo.)

So, tune in if you’re a SiriusXM subscriber. I think they archive shows for later free download, once I learn more about that, I’ll post that here, or on the SoberCatholic.com Facebook Page.

I have a new book! "The Sober Catholic Way" is a handbook on how anyone can live a sober life, drawn from over 17 years of SoberCatholic posts! It's out now on "Amazon," "Apple Books," "B&N" and and others!"!

My two other books are still available! "The Stations of the Cross for Alcoholics" and "The Recovery Rosary: Reflections for Alcoholics and Addicts" (Thank you!!)

Ten Years Sober, today

Today marks the 10th anniversary of my sobriety.

I was trying to come up with some wise and profound reflections to mark the event, but nothing much came up. Kind of sad really, but ten years is still ten years. A remarkable accomplishment, if I say so myself considering what my very early period of AA meeting attendance was like and that it took about 7 months of attendance before I sobered up. And that was largely due to being physically unable to go to a liquor store to resupply myself, rather than some “spiritual awakening as a result of the Steps.”

Perhaps that is one of the reasons I relapsed in May of 2002. Not to place blame or credit where any is due, but I had just nonchalantly wandered into my favorite liquor store one May day and bought a pint of vodka. I remember feeling alternately stressed over an impending visit by a family member (a usual cause of stress in those days) but also feeling good. I puzzled over all that wayback then. I gave up trying to discern the why’s of my return to drinking after 3 1/2 months, it just happened for whatever reason. Three-and-a-half months of sobriety isn’t much to mull over.

And so I drank again for a couple of weeks. On May 21, 2002 I went to an AA meeting at my Home Group and read “How It Works” from the “Big Book” with a slurred voice. And so the meeting became about me. It is the custom that when a member relapses, the others in attendance discuss the first 3 Steps. I do not remember anything that was said, except feeling shamed and grateful.

I returned the next day, and it was a newcomer’s meeting. (My old Home Group did not have the custom of separating newcomers from old timers. All were grouped together.) I left, feeling like a hypocrite.How could I say that AA worked when I had failed? That was my thinking.I left because I felt I had zero credibility. Irresponsible, yes. But that is what I did.

I went to eat dinner at a Chinese restaurant, and afterwards stopped by my favorite liquor store again and bought a liter of vodka. I nursed myself to sleep with that, later that evening.

When I awakened the next day, that would be the last sleep I would have for 88 hours…

I have a new book! "The Sober Catholic Way" is a handbook on how anyone can live a sober life, drawn from over 17 years of SoberCatholic posts! It's out now on "Amazon," "Apple Books," "B&N" and and others!"!

My two other books are still available! "The Stations of the Cross for Alcoholics" and "The Recovery Rosary: Reflections for Alcoholics and Addicts" (Thank you!!)