It is About Time incarcerated people are given the encouragement to share the truth of their experiences. Your paper will make this possible despite the obstacles you do, and will, face.
Action, not only words, shows the power of one, then two, four, eight…paying it forward. Hope for the broke, that healing is possible both for victim and perpetrator.
We ought not be defined by our less good behaviour. Who of us may ‘cast the first stone’.
My journey includes discovering I was adopted at 37 years old while preparing my mother’s funeral in 1983. My father died in 1982.
My healing of active alcoholism in 1991, Mother’s Day. Thanks to Archie Carmichael, a member of Alcoholics Anonymous, and many others over the past 33 years.
My incarceration stems from inappropriate same-gender attraction behaviour between 1978 and 1981. The context being my failure, which I own, from extremely poor judgement fuelled by alcohol and my fear of being known as a homosexual.
Fortunately, with professional therapy, spiritual direction of quality, consistently living the 12 step truth of healing and the non judgemental care and support of friends, I am free from all internal fear.
My incarceration is an objective form of amends. My personal amends to all was made over the past 33 years.
My sorrow is because I am sorry not expecting anything, not even forgiveness. Of course, that has been accepted when offered, an important gift for any healing.
My recovering from alcoholism led to me becoming a professional addictions counsellor from the Australian Institute for Counselling in Addictions (ACIA) with Distinction.
From 1996 to 2004, I served the addicts at William Booth, Surry Hills and Corrections NSW Long Bay, Ngara Mura Rehabilitation Centre.
Please, incarcerated men need to find their ‘goodness’ by a ‘voice’ for their own healing. ‘About Time’ will do this.
Shalom, David.
It is About Time incarcerated people are given the encouragement to share the truth of their experiences. Your paper will make this possible despite the obstacles you do, and will, face.
Action, not only words, shows the power of one, then two, four, eight…paying it forward. Hope for the broke, that healing is possible both for victim and perpetrator.
We ought not be defined by our less good behaviour. Who of us may ‘cast the first stone’.
My journey includes discovering I was adopted at 37 years old while preparing my mother’s funeral in 1983. My father died in 1982.
My healing of active alcoholism in 1991, Mother’s Day. Thanks to Archie Carmichael, a member of Alcoholics Anonymous, and many others over the past 33 years.
My incarceration stems from inappropriate same-gender attraction behaviour between 1978 and 1981. The context being my failure, which I own, from extremely poor judgement fuelled by alcohol and my fear of being known as a homosexual.
Fortunately, with professional therapy, spiritual direction of quality, consistently living the 12 step truth of healing and the non judgemental care and support of friends, I am free from all internal fear.
My incarceration is an objective form of amends. My personal amends to all was made over the past 33 years.
My sorrow is because I am sorry not expecting anything, not even forgiveness. Of course, that has been accepted when offered, an important gift for any healing.
My recovering from alcoholism led to me becoming a professional addictions counsellor from the Australian Institute for Counselling in Addictions (ACIA) with Distinction.
From 1996 to 2004, I served the addicts at William Booth, Surry Hills and Corrections NSW Long Bay, Ngara Mura Rehabilitation Centre.
Please, incarcerated men need to find their ‘goodness’ by a ‘voice’ for their own healing. ‘About Time’ will do this.
Shalom, David.
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Being in prison can leave you feeling hopeless, demoralised and, at times, lacking in self-belief. I know this from first-hand experience as I have been on an emotional rollercoaster, searching for something positive to give me hope, focus and a true sense of purpose.
Routine becomes a necessity while serving a prison sentence. Our day always begins with an early wake up for a head count. It is challenging to have a healthy diet in jail as the price to be healthy is unaffordable and the ability to purchase vegetables for the majority is unattainable. For breakfast we are provided with several slices of bread and a handful of cereal. You would have to starve yourself if you are trying to lose weight.
I am definitely noticing a revolving door in my life with one side being prison. It is a wedge in my life that only I have driven. If I have created it then I can dismantle it. I know I have to get real and start critically thinking as to how I am going to stop.
The more I think about life, the more I realise we have been given the greatest gift of all. Think about it, we could, just as easily, not exist if our parents never met each other when they did then we wouldn’t; but they did, and we do. Therefore, I don’t want to waste any more of this precious gift sat behind a prison door.
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