I have been practicing some good acceptance lately. Essentially I am not God so I have no control over anyone, anything or any situation. I can influence these aspects of life, usually badly, but I cannot actually change them. They will be what they are.
I have been in contact with the AA folks in Italy, primarily Florence, and they at least know that I am coming at the end of August. I can go to a couple of meetings before I head to Pistoia, where the school will stay for a few weeks. There are no contacts in Pistoia, so it will be me, the telephone and God for a while. I will practice acceptance and keep my nose out of other people’s business! That’s a good start.
I have been invited to go bowling this weekend with a gay bowling league in a nearby town. I haven’t bowled in a while so it will be interesting, plus the added queer dimension should be fun. Why do I have a feeling I am going to run into someone from my past, and I mean longtime-ago-past? It’s not a “sober” bunch, but neither are they drunks, just normal humans. I am looking forward to the chance to socialize with some new faces and who knows what may happen. If I keep walking through the open doors I will experience more and more of life. It is still strange to think that when I came out over ten years ago, bowling and real social activity was not part of the scene for me. Drinking, tom-catting and acting snarky and cynical were de rigueur–all very unhealthy, especially he tom-catting. I acted pretty slutty to get what I wanted from whomever I picked up in the bar. At least I played safe.
Hotter than the hinges of hell (as my mama would say) here in Somewheresville. No rain predicted, just more hazy, hothothot and humid. Pray for rain…