Thursday grateful

 

Daily Reflection – August 28, 2025

Today I woke at 3 a.m., and by 3:33 I was already on my yoga mat. After deep stretching and 650 push-ups, I went into my slow jog and walk to build my body back up. Sleeping on a bench tightens me up, but the stretching every morning feels like opening a new door inside my body. Even on wood, I find strength.

This morning, I thought about my son. It’s been over 10 years since I’ve seen him. Instead of anger, I remembered the judge who once told me, “She’s going to do the same thing.” At the time I rejected his words, but now they are healing. They remind me of truth and give me peace.

At church, the reading was from the book of Matthew. The words were filled with energy, and lately I’ve begun to ask deeper questions about why things are written the way they are.

Later, I went to AA. The topic was taking responsibility. I found it interesting because I had already been reflecting on that before the meeting even began. I shared, but I noticed again how the 12 steps, as written, cannot fully heal without breath, yoga, and physical discipline. Too many of the rooms stay focused on the past—fear, trauma, rejection—rather than gratitude, breath, and presence. Without the body, without the breath, recovery feels incomplete.

By evening, in NA, it was the same pattern. Heavy talk of old habits and the streets. I listened, I observed, and I saw clearly: these rooms are not my audience. Still, I know I’m here for a reason—maybe one person I’m meant to meet. The meetings remind me of how much I have transformed my own mind. They fuel me. They make me chant “I am a billionaire” with more conviction than ever.

Even as I was reflecting, a black cat came to me. I greeted it with respect and gratitude. That moment reminded me—I remain present, connected, and aware, no matter where I am.

The truth I saw today is this: recovery without discipline is impossible. Just talking about the past can only go so far. To truly heal, you must train the body, reprogram the brain, and find stillness in the spirit. Without yoga, without running, without breathing deeply, the best people can reach is fear—but not freedom.

I see now that my message, my life, and my journey are not for the whole room—they’re for the world. I may still be on a bench in Savannah, but my mind is already free, and my vision is already wealthy.