LONG ROAD HOME (4)

TALKING DONKEY – I gave Jimmy the name “Donkey,” used to tell him he was the only talking donkey in North America. He was just an old white man who had no business in my world of prisons and politics and gangs and such. He used to come with me out to the lodge and sit at the picnic table while we had our sweats. Jimmy was a good man.

LONG ROAD HOME (3)

Still There is Music in My Head… After the ceremony I cut off all my hair to be burned in the fire of the next sweat lodge that weekend. Had it not been for the brothers, the sweat lodge, the sacred area and the ability to spend so much time in prayer and contemplation I don’t know if I would have made it thru that time of sorrow and loss. I miss my mom every day and can still hear her talking to me in my head at times.

LONG ROAD HOME (2)

By Stephen “Walks On The Grass” Maisenbacher Part 1 – Spiritual Journey Toward Addiction Recovery Chapter 2 Then Spirit Raises Your Voice In 2000, three years after I arrived in Phoenix, I paroled to my home. Shortly before my release, my wife of 12 years died of cancer. She was the love of my lifeContinue reading “LONG ROAD HOME (2)”

LONG ROAD HOME

By Stephen “Walks On The Grass” Maisenbacher Part 1 – Spiritual Journey Toward Addiction Recovery Chapter 1 Broken I was born broken. Simple fact of the matter is my biological mother was a cocaine addict and was using during her pregnancy. Having this be the fact, she gave birth to a baby addicted to cocaine.Continue reading “LONG ROAD HOME”