What Does Beethoven Have To Do With It???

   

WHAT

DOES

BEETHOVEN

HAVE

TO DO

WITH IT?

Hey, it is International Convention Time!  Our plane takes off Tuesday at 6 AM. Maybe there will be enough of my group to have a meeting aboard?--grin!

Today Monday is a busy one. As a result, you will not have much to delete--you could even read it all in one sitting? LOL

Following conversation was with a stranger in Starbucks this morning. I had only asked him, 
"Are you OK?" Do you need help?"

Man: This morning:  "I am having "relationship" problems".

Me: "You DO realize this is not an uncommon issue for us Peeps".

Man: "Well, it is with my wife, we don't get along anymore".

Me:  (Shaking head, and secretly saying to myself--again??). "Oh, C'MON!  I can see you are in pain. But what could I ever do to help?"

Man:  "She told me she wants nothing, absolutely NOTHING to do with me for one full year".

Me: Thinking "Some Peeps I know would say God! Are you lucky, or what"? 

Me: Saying, "Let's sit down and talk this over"...


The story of "Man" rambled on, to where it became obvious he is just like so many of us, compulsive and obsessive. 

I can show him how to stay sober--if that is his desire. But I cannot solve his many other issues (nor can he!). If he will come to understand this, I do not know.

How frequently I wait until all else has failed. How often I save the "God-thing" until last. How many times have I leaned over to this God (riding in the back seat) Who is just waiting, waiting, for me to ask--however weakly--for His help. And I have said, sotto voce: "Please help me."  That is ALL which is needed. I sought only His will, and strength to carry it out.

I have to kneel. For one thing, kneeling, preferably on a floor, helps to straighten out my back. For another, so many Peeps have told me that when they kneel, "things" happen. 

"Things" are hardly ever what I had planned, expected, or wished for.  More than likely, IF I have simply Let-Go-And-Let-My-Higher-Power do it, "stuff" has shown itself to happen.  The road has become clear.  Once a fellow asked me, "How in hell do I remember to KNEEL?" An answer inspired itself right out of my head, as if a muse, had been nearby.

"Beethoven's huge Fifth Symphony begins with a stirring fortissimo four-note, like (..._) or "DA-DA-DA-DAAAAH!" To these notes long ago I set the words; "GET-ON-YOUR-KNEEEEEES". 

Since that symphony is one of those phrases to which I awaken each morning...well...it WORKS!  Peeps, it works.

I'll be at the AA International Convention, Wednesday through Monday. 120 nations will take part in the opening ceremonies--with FLAGS flying! Hey, there are only 132 nations in the UN!!!

Blogging from steveroni will be sporadic until next Tuesday. I just looked up "sporadic" to make sure, before saying, "There's not much change going on HERE then, right?  SPORADIC is my middle name!"  Dictionary reads:  Sporadic:  Occurring at irregular intervals; having no pattern or order in time.

That's me, THAT'SS MEEEE!
 
I truly love these short "meaningless" sessions with you Peeps. Hope you enjoy, also.

You SOBER Peeps...please stay sober with me!
ALL you Peeps, find a little PEACE with me!
And I love you all TOO!
The stars ARE in alignment!

--hey, you Gemini Peeps!  Hear that!

--steveroni