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:: Thursday, April 01, 2004 ::

celebration

God, I offer myself to Thee to build with me and to do with me as Thou wilt. Relieve me of the bondage of self that I may better do Thy Will. Take away my difficulties that victory over them may bear witness to those I would help of Thy Power, Thy Love, and Thy Way of Life. May I do Thy Will always.

Oh, that You would bless me indeed and enlarge my territory, that Your hand would always be with me, and that You would keep me from evil.

Thank You for keeping me sober today. Amen.

A party, like a meeting for worship, is not operating on the level of reason.... It transcends logic. It slides willingly and consciously (if it is a good party) toward a celebration of the fact of being alive. The celebrants at a party share bread and wine and reach toward a communal touching, for a moment, of an existence that is not limited by the individual ego. The sound of a party is a sound of amity, of human beings who have become for a moment, and for nonaggressive reasons, something outside themselves. -- Jessamyn West, To See the Dream

Think of the magic of that foot, comparatively small, upon which your whole weight rests. It’s a miracle, and the dance … is a celebration of that miracle. -- Martha Graham, accepting Aspen Award in the Humanities, Aspen Institute for Humanistic Studies

The thing about performance, even if it’s only an illusion, is that it is a celebration of the fact that we do contain within ourselves infinite possibilities. -- Daniel Day Lewis, Rolling Stone, February 8, 1990

Yesterday was a fine day. I stopped by the post office to make the annual payment for Lambda's PO box. At work, I concentrated on getting everything ready for the year end accruals and the balance sheet reconciliations. It is SO nice working for a manager who is organized and forward-thinking. I really like Darlena even if she is a little "out there".

I went to the six o'clock newcomers AA meeting after work which Skip led on the Third Step. Several people were there whom I had not seen in a while -- Philip, Ken, Chuck. This lady visiting from Chicago shared, and she was so glad to be at our group.

Afterwards, the Rebellion Dogs finally reassembled for dinner at the Black-Eyed Pea. We celebrated Nate's 2-year sobriety birthday. He brought David and his friend Louise to dinner, and Theo brought Scott. Chuck was in from Boston before his move there. What a good group of guys that is. I miss seeing them regularly.

Before I went home, I stopped by the old apartment to leave the keys for the manager. When I walked in my condo, my elevator damage deposit check had been slid under the door. That will help financially this month.

Year end close begins today, and I have a busy evening, so off I go.

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