James Anthony

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The Universal Prayer

Lord, I believe in you; grant me stronger faith. I trust in you; give me a more confident hope. I love you; may I love you more ardently. I am sorry for my sins; may I have a deeper sorrow. I worship you as my first beginning; I long for

Recovery Calling

Recovery calls us to a new way of living. We are asked... To stay in the present moment - with... awareness, mindfulness, vigilance. To be guided by... unselfishness love. To do the next right thing. To keep moving in the direction of becoming God’s agent - useful, available, willing. To act

A guide to living a good life, day in and day out.

1. Begin with reality Start by accepting three things: * You are not God. * You are not here forever. * Your choices matter. A good life begins when a person… * stops living in (fantasy), (denial), (vanity), and (endless distraction),  * and starts living in truth. 2. Put first things first Every day, remember

What Authentic Recovery Really Means (And Why Half the Internet Gets It Wrong)

Most people think recovery just means not drinking, not using, not gambling, not whatever your poison was. Cute idea, but let’s be real — that’s like saying a marriage is “good” because nobody filed divorce papers this week. Authentic recovery is a whole different animal. It’s not just

The Sacred Dirt

I forgot how to write by the time I was five— shamed by voices, tamed by teachers who never touched the fire inside. But when that final school bell rings, I race toward the forest's hymn, or desert winds, or mountain sings— anywhere She waits for me again.

Our Garden (Williamson)

We're all assigned... a piece of garden,  (a corner of the universe)  that is ours to transform.  Our corner of the universe is... our own life -  our relationships,  our homes,  our work,  our current circumstances -  exactly as they are.  Every situation we find ourselves in is an opportunity,

No Choice

I have no choice I must go up I must see with my eyes the grey and blue skies it’s a blood-red bourbon-type die whispering softly reminding me why it’s ponderosa and pinon all feeling just fine getting lost in a dream I’ll bet you

Werewolf Jim

they call me werewolf jim werewolf jim I done it before I'm a do it again werewolf jim werewolf jim you pullin' out while I'm puttin' in...

Just In a Shadow

just in a shadow she holds some sway over me just in a shadow away with the shallow ride the real thing as the mission bell sings just in a shadow just in a shadow just in a shadow surrounding lights Love me home and Love let me Love em’

Backwater

sometimes we find ourselves in a backwater town and good explanations hard pressed to be found and yet the deepest of Love hides in such hallowed ground so many - for so many centuries have on bended knee said/planted sacred prayers for so many you’s and me’s and

Looking for it Love

I’m looking for it Love letting go of the my-way’s and hi-way’s open to this new day the tears have much to say stepping out-of and in-to a new suit begin a new tune yesterday has been put away she continues to inform

Troubles & Temples

a jute rug spun a thousand miles away holdin’ tight to the ground I got somethin’ to say about troubles and temples and stayin’ up late this place this golden gate a land of grace oh Sangre de Christo holds me heavy tonight the mind needs [somethin’/one thing] in

My Way

it’s hard to find my way into a [graceful] yesterday from the place I stay and all we say to keep the truth away so the dark angels can light our way if you agree with me in time we can’t see it’s the crime beneath the

Every Age

every age struggles with praise tries to devise ways through the sacred maze some always stay so far away from the world war ranging on and on seduced and induced [by] false fruits the snake-charmers flute hides a blood-thirsty brute they’ve turned away can’t/won’t

Pale Blue Dot

"Pale Blue Dot" by Carl Sagan Look again at that dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it… everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate

Inside Out

I’m over and under and inside and out waiving my rights without any doubt feeling through [a] memory seeking [the/a] remedy that can’t be named but is always seen doubtless let me face both night and day when friends bothers teachers and Lovers slip into that other

Yesterday's Weather

do you remember because I forgot long ago that it’s all just a show everything that we know it’s all just a show Love, light as a feather feel yesterday’s weather all those years spent together now just yesterday’s weather I forget all the times I

What Can I Say

what can I say but that I’ve been touched I believed in you so much and so much you make me feel and as such it still ain’t enough bottle me up shake me around kinda rough let’s see where the fizzle takes us when on frozen

No Limits

wishing there wasn't no limit but the limit, you're fast approaching maybe a day or two will get you through an eternity with me followed the first river I found followed it down to a town a town on the way to the sea I seek

Hot Enough

the day just isn’t hot enough and the night just isn’t long enough I’m not ready for the cold and pretending to be old when those around me are clearly doing better than me that’s unsettling you see where’s what I in this big bag

Every One

change the world one person at a time help one person help one person at a time it’s always a three-way focus (trio) help me to help him help one me-him-others (trio) care about Love pray for all of them - every one because every one can

The Lost Lot

the lost lot on a wood n’ straw cot never a night bright like this Love lovin’ a lot and the shine overtakes me always invites me she never makes me and the Love from above dropped in like a dove (drug) never again alone/along with no friend afraid

Take My Advice

A short letter from Ram Dass: Don't sell yourself short by thinking you are only...  your body  or your personality, no matter how (intriguing) and (dramatic) they may be. For behind them, there lies a more profound part of your true self. Call it spiritual call it higher

Dirt Show

walking the walls of sorrow learned about red blood spirit and soul was there about four-thirty packed and ready to go born among the wreckage of bottles and blow and sure it hurts but it's the best show on dirt

Mushy Parts

the mushy parts of the bravest arts cut a trench in me a path thru my heart oh we oh these oh tomorrow oh please the spheres dance so far and near my eyes don’t always see what my ears clearly hear so many gifts such Love is this