Life is the actor; we are the acted upon. Or, per Eckhart Tolle, Life is the dancer; we are the dance. So, no, we’re not driving the bus. And there are no coincidences.
Blue plummets into red, indigo arises. Call that what it is: a miracle.
AA is a wonderful organization. In many respects, it is more like the church than the church is. But it is also the home of a misunderstanding. Yes, there is a Higher Power but, no, it is not exclusive of one’s innermost self. Believing otherwise has the effect of estranging men from their own essence, of turning divinity into a cumulonimbus. This is not a stand-alone mistake. It’s a child of the belief that we are the body.
I am not my body.