True Love, it is you who has brought me here, in bad times and in sober ones, so I know it is safe to be here. I know you are showing me what my true calling is, here. And it is not to spend my days and nights pining away for any person, place, or thing that is closed off to me, or who does not love me. All of that is the way of struggle, and I don’t have to live that way, anymore.

Instead, I can live with my heart focused on answering the calling of True Love.

What does that mean? It means I can keep it simple, and I can relax and take it easy with myself, and with the world around me. I can show up here, every single day, and I can write, record, and share; write, record, and share; and all of those things are a pure, uncomplicated joy for me to do, and none of them contain struggle, pain, or strife.

Even if and when the day seems to go sideways, and all bets are off after we write, record, and share — well, at least we had our hour of love and togetherness. Then we can relax and take it easy, from there on out, knowing that tomorrow, we will wake up and do it all again.

In case I haven't showered True Love itself with gratitude and my deepest and truest love and appreciation, lately, here I go: thank you. Thank you for protecting me; thank you for caring about me; thank you for providing comfort and respite from all the pain and sadness and anger I have experienced over the past year, in the face of interpersonal loss and/or conflict.

As far as I'm concerned, it's all been a sham, a series of senseless power plays and slammed doors and no-win situations that never really had a chance, because they were designed to fail by True Love itself. Not, I should add, with the purpose of discouraging me or disappointing me, but to show me what I'm really made of, and what I really want.

And so here I am, thanking True Love itself for putting me in a position now to enjoy a simple, glorious year ahead in which I don't have to struggle in resistance (my own or anyone else’s) to the process of learning how to love. Instead, I can relax and take it easy. I can stay sober, I know now, without diminishing one iota of my beautiful craziness and originality.

I can love without reserve; I can embrace my health without hypocrisy; and I can share my gift freely, openly, and honestly. I can go for long swims; I can take invigorating walks; I can soak in the bathtub; I can laugh with my recovery fellows; I can squeeze my kids until they beg for mercy; and I can keep building my relationships with the family members I love so dearly.

And I can continue gathering whatever courage and confidence I have lacked in the past, and I can let True Love itself help me file down the rough edges of my corners that are still unduly sharp or unyielding. In other words, I can enjoy my life, safely and securely, and constantly revived by the truth of the matter, which is that there is absolutely nothing to fear, as long as I commit to living my life in the spirit of True Love — meaning, a life intimately connected to love in all the right ways, and in all the right places.

I may go left now and then, and I'm not saying I won't get tangled up every so often. But as long as my heart stays right where it is, here with True Love, I will let it gently untangle me again. Yes, like it's a knot I’m trying to get out of my daughter’s hair without causing her to yowl.

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