For Today –

 

Most of our experiences are what the psychologist William 

James calls the “educational variety” because they develop 

slowly over a period of time. Quite often friends of the new-

comer are aware of the difference long before he is himself. 

 

-- Spiritual Experience, Alcoholics…

For Today --



What sort of thinking dominates an alcoholic who repeats 

time after time the desperate experiment of the first drink? 

Friends who have reasoned with him after a spree which 

has brought him to the point of divorce or bankruptcy are 

mystified when he walks directly into a saloon. 

Why does he? Of what is he thinking?



-- Alcoholics Anonymous, page…

For Today –

 

Were we kind and loving toward all?



-- Alcoholics Anonymous, page 86

 

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We are not obliged to like anyone; but we are under a 

binding obligation to love everyone, love, or charity as 

the Bible calls it, meaning a vivid sense of impersonal 

good will. This has…

For Today –

 

Perhaps the best thing of all for me is to remember that my serenity is 

inversely proportional to my expec­tations. The higher my expectations 

of Max and other people are, the lower is my serenity. I can watch my 

serenity level rise when I discard my expectations. But then my “rights” 

try to move in, and they, too, can force my serenity level down. I have to 

discard my “rights,” as well as my expectations, by…

For Today –

 

For thousands of years we have been demanding more than our share of security, 

prestige, and romance. When we seemed to be succeeding, we drank to dream 

still greater dreams. When we were frustrated, even in part, we drank for oblivion. 

Never was there enough of what we thought we wanted. In all these strivings, so 

many of them well-intentioned, our crippling handicap had been our lack…

For Today --

 

The remonstrances of my friends terminated 

in a row and I became a lone wolf.

 

-- Bill’s Story, Alcoholics Anonymous, page 3

 

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It was the wicked and wild wind

Blew down the doors to let me in

Shattered windows and the sound of drums

People couldn't believe what I'd…