<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Miracles on Walking in Sober Boots</title><link>https://soberboots.org/tags/miracles/</link><description>Recent content in Miracles on Walking in Sober Boots</description><image><title>Walking in Sober Boots</title><url>https://soberboots.org/soberboots/assets/uploads/2023/07/img_1290.jpg</url><link>https://soberboots.org/soberboots/assets/uploads/2023/07/img_1290.jpg</link></image><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en</language><lastBuildDate>Sun, 22 Mar 2020 20:24:24 -0400</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://soberboots.org/tags/miracles/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Resilience in the Time of COVID-19</title><link>https://soberboots.org/2020/03/22/resilience-in-the-time-of-covid-19/</link><pubDate>Sun, 22 Mar 2020 20:24:24 -0400</pubDate><guid>https://soberboots.org/2020/03/22/resilience-in-the-time-of-covid-19/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;The mysterious universe seems to be built upon cycles. Stars are born out of gas clouds and cosmic dust. As the dust spins and collides, heat begins to build, and a proto-star is born. These proto-stars grow in size to become stars. Over the lifetime of a star it expands as it burns off fuel. Stars burn for eons until the fuel is consumed, at which point, they collapse upon themselves forming either white dwarves or black holes.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Skiing with the Scouts</title><link>https://soberboots.org/2020/03/02/skiing-with-the-scouts/</link><pubDate>Mon, 02 Mar 2020 15:02:13 -0500</pubDate><guid>https://soberboots.org/2020/03/02/skiing-with-the-scouts/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;A mounting sense of dread came over me as the weekend approached and I came to terms with the facts. I’d be driving four hours each way to a scout trip where the main activity would be skiing or snowboarding. I’d be giving up control of my weekend for the sake of my son and that of the troop.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Miracle of Runway</title><link>https://soberboots.org/2016/12/14/the-miracle-of-runway/</link><pubDate>Wed, 14 Dec 2016 10:43:13 -0500</pubDate><guid>https://soberboots.org/2016/12/14/the-miracle-of-runway/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;When I got sober in September of 2015, I found myself in a unique time when my schedule was incredibly light. For about 6 weeks, I didn’t really have any customer appointments. My business partner was on vacation for a week or two at the time. The quarterly team meeting was in my town so I didn’t have to travel. In sort, I was blessed with a very light load. It was a time unlike nearly any other in the six years I’ve been in the position that I hold. And I was absolutely blessed.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The whisper of the skunk</title><link>https://soberboots.org/2016/06/14/the-whisper-of-the-skunk/</link><pubDate>Tue, 14 Jun 2016 09:25:53 -0400</pubDate><guid>https://soberboots.org/2016/06/14/the-whisper-of-the-skunk/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;It’s another great day to be alive, healthy, and sober. The sunset last night was so spectacular here in Menemsha. It was a true reminder of how beautiful this world and this life really are.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As I sit here on the porch of the cottage we are renting this morning the sky is clear, the birds are singing, and the harbor bell is ringing in the distance.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>