The New Normal

The opportunity to regularly partake in self reflection with a trusted guide during this journey is an integral part of my recovery, and one activity which I truly enjoy.  Those little 'eureka' moments are little gifts which help uplift my spirit, remove the shroud of mystery behind many actions, thoughts, feelings and behaviours and assist my self in maintaining a focussed and orientated path.  Recently while covering much ground with my personal and beloved guide a very interesting concept arose within my consciousness.  

Though it has been only a very brief period of time within my new 'Jason suit' it feels old.  Old in a very comfortable, inviting and natural way.  It feels normal ... it feels right.  It reminds me of entering into a physical place and just knowing that the place is home, of returning to home after many, many years of absence.  A sense of calm and confidence, security and bliss accompany the spirit without reservation.  The progress I have made and am making, the attitudes and perspectives I utilize more frequently within a sober, clean life and the structured, welcomed and healthy routine I evoke all conspire to create this new normalcy.  A normalcy which was always available, a normalcy that was always there, just waiting to be put into play.  Reflecting back upon the years and years of insufficient methods and attempts regularly used to approach life and the old modus operandi seems so obviously abnormal.  

I accept this recognition with much appreciation and high regard for it's requirement for continued, daily work.  It is on fresh and very weak footing that I stand and turn to gaze upon the mountain of old habits and ways of existing which I slowly, very slowly am consciously and blissfully leaving behind me.  There is a life time of challenges ahead and never any end to the work I call upon myself to perform but with the warmth and comfort received thus far I remain incredibly encouraged to wobble forth, away from the old.  One day, I truly believe, my legs with be strong, my distance greater from that old self and my fortitude and confidence sufficient enough that rarely will my eyes be diverted backwards.  Instead they shall constantly survey the opportunities ahead, alive with joy at the life I have granted to myself, curious and filled with gratitude.  

What a pleasure to be present for this evolution of thyself.  Finally, a first class ticket to a show which holds many alluring advantages and rewards.  The added bonus is to be able to share this ride with so many companions ... as it has been my experience, good shows are only made better with friends.

To all my fellow Rancher's and Artist's of their life I wish all the very best in the coming year.  May all your challenges be worthy and all your blisses known.

Jason