“a way of living infinitely more satisfying and, I hope, more useful than the life I lived” (page 43)
“really happy and useful living” (Twelve Steps and Twelve Traditions)
I thought I would find peace on a cushion, examining my thoughts like clouds that are passing. Nope. My mind is hyperactive. That is the way it is built. You don’t sit a hyperactive child down and tell it to learn Latin irregular verbs. You give it a tree to climb or something else vigorous to do. I find peace by buzzing through life, actively and industriously. Full of thoughts and actions and perfectly at peace. Usefulness is the source of happiness. My only aim is to be a good employee for God.