In search of truth this last year.

I have to put this on now

I have revealed over hierarchy in a spiritual professional: Vice Principal, teachers, counselors, at the schools and Principle. Keith great Counselor, I shocked him, I guess I have shocked many. Oh well. Keith told me I needed 150 Alanon meetings and to go to three meetings before Monday, when I would meet Gail.

Well, I did hit three meetings, and in the next two and a half months, I went to sixty Al-Anon meetings, five Counselors, “Women Together,” Tris, Mary which were extremely important because I got to cleanse without shame, things pouring out, I had never told anyone. (Not even my twin.)

My feelings as the worthy person started sparking.

Two and two were’ coming along fine. The Revelations of the truth the real truth of why we live in our hell with everyone else’s on top of ours.

Our faith is there, even though we do not think we have any. Okay, I ended up the only compassionate certified work I could get. I applied and pleaded my desperation to the RN. She enrolled me in Certified Nurses Assistant, training.

He left January 1995; this was already March.

The first week of school was Spring Break, and I had always been with my children. 7:15 to 5:15. Can you imagine me in whites, yuk? So I went the two weeks, the kids survived, no one was hurt. No one checked on them.

I went in, on the 27th of March to take my hands-on State Test, I passed it. On the 28th I went in for the written test on a Bacardi hangover. Results in six weeks. I was supposed to start work the next week.

Tuesday night I was alone,

Wednesday at a friend, Thursday reserved reservations, Hazelden bound, Friday I was in Minnesota.

Everyone wondered why there.

I was not loony tunes; I was a co-dependent disaster. I was the fastest person to go through Hazelden’s System. To a mind-altering drug prescribed, Zoloft by a Psychiatrist, I needed something. April 1995 W. Y. L.

August 24, 2015

I was there a week in October 1994, for “Family Recovery.” Then I got accepted because of my condition. Not because I am an alcoholic. That got me in though. I needed to be in Minnesota; it was just what the Lord ordered. I was there for thirty days. I learned a lot, met a lot of people. Heard their stories, it was an extraordinary paradise; I got to be there for me. “Paradise accepted me, and I went.”

After I left there I went to Church, and the rest is history. My history anyway of why “In Presence of Spirit’s,” writing, and extensions are so vital for me to share. Wendy Yvette Greenwell

Let your “Wise Woman,” drive the bus.

Sunset in the backyard. — I want to walk in the positive light

Read daily. List three ways to do God’s will. Walk. Write. “Serenity Prayer.” 1000 times, Probably. Do something fun. Three things I am grateful for today. It is very difficult to ask for help. I went to sixty Al-Anon meetings, and they shared experiences, strength, and hope. I had to make all the decisions, and it would take time, I would figure it out; it was so cool.

I went through so many stages,

But I did not write a journal, at all. It all fell into place. That is a Higher Power more significant than me, opening the doors to go through unfolding my process to recovery.

I could not function anymore when I came here. I had exhausted all my energies. I had no more spirit; I was desperate for answers.

I do believe in God, but I have a problem turning my will over to Him, and waiting for my solution.

This is where all my sixty meetings, six counselors, sponsors, priest, friends, rehabilitation, to figure it all out in three months of growth. But I was burnt out!

I want to walk in the affirmative, light not the negative, dark. I want to be open-minded and feel alive in mind, body, and soul. I am sick of being dead.

I do believe in God, and I feel God can help me, but I have not pursued that relationship.

I thought I had it, and I lost it again. When my husband left, God opened so many doors for me, pain, school, job, friends that cared, counselors, to help me sort, figure out. I worked my brain off, that is why I came in so frazzled, scattered.

While all this was going on, God was opening doors,

every time I turned around, that last one was taking off, one day notice to come to Minnesota. I know it was God putting me on that plane. The Higher Power is working in my life. I just lost touch again, and I want it back. I am empty.

I need to do the work.

Open, willing, able. Listen, talk, share, read, go to meetings. Your experiences, strengths, and hopes. “Live one day at a time,” Ask Higher Power for help, understanding, guidance, wisdom, knowledge. All positive things and “Thy will be done.”

Willing, honest, opened. I know I need to ask for help and the doors will be opened. April 1995 W. Y. L., Wendy Yvette Greenwell August 23, 2015, Twenty Years

I feel I must put these first ones, they belong here on My Website. It is not a blog anymore; it is My Website, inpresenceofspirit.com. I am still doing this all by myself. This one and the next one are hard for me to Publish. But I think it will show you, how traumatic my experience was.

Sometimes I cannot believe that I have Published all 400 plus writings, but I have, and it is only for the Holy Spirit’s Purpose, that I share “In Presence of Spirit.com,” with anyone who wants to read it.

231,033 for the year, 426,939 December 13, 2013 to December 31, 2014 = 657,972 views. Blogger had 508,289 views, that makes it, viewed altogether 1,166,261 times. But it has not been read that many times. Whatever.

inpresenceofspirit.com has 949,316 views, since December 13, 2013. wendygreenwell.com has 75,148 views since January 18, 2016 and of course the blogger that is drafted 508, 289 = 1,532,753 views. Thank You, Jesus Christ, for Yours and my, “In Presence of Spirit” and all it’s extensions. Thank you for viewing my writings. Wendy As of April 30, 2022, inpresenceofspirit.com has 2,338,848 page views.

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