Hooray – made it through the first week of this new year. I’m always happy when the holidays come, and even happier when they go and things go back to “normal.” Even though a part of me rebels against structure, I rely upon it sometimes to help me know what to do. And the joy of a fresh, uncluttered, wide-open calendar feels so freeing to me… My intention is to stay vigilant and add to it only those things I choose. (Wouldn’t that be nice?! Is it even possible?)
Welcome to 2018 and our first list post of this brand new anything-is-possible year. Here is a list of reminders in the form of affirmations, taken from a guided meditation by Gale Minchew.
There are 31 here – one for each day in this brand new month. They offer a good reminder of who you are, and how it works.
Which ones resonate with you?
I’m here to suggest that this year, instead of setting resolutions, which really is just a diabolical method for setting ourselves up to fail, maybe living your program is enough. And if you really do want to set a resolution of some kind, I’ve got some great news, people in Twelve Step recovery actually do New Year’s resolutions better than just about anybody. Why? Because we don’t set them, instead we work a program that allows, encourages and pretty much requires us to live our lives one day at a time.
As the festivities continue, we have a wonderful article curated from Sober Courage this week. You may read the original post here. Merry Christmas! In gratitude, harmony, and support, The Sober Holidays Survival Guide by MAGZ
With a little bit of poetic license, I celebrate my new life with this familiar old tune – On the 12th day of Christmas my new life gave to me:
• 12-Step Promises unfolding • 11 Prayers praying (and meditators meditating) • 10 Nights deep sleeping . . .
The opposite of addiction isn’t sobriety. It really is connection – FRIENDSHIP. It has taken many years but I finally like myself again and have the “peeps” I feel good to be with in my life. For me, a few close friendships are absolutely vital to my Recovery. I can’t do this alone, it is too hard… the connections I have with my friends now are all HEALING. The ones that aren’t I just don’t give my energy to anymore. I finally understand the “love yourself first” concept – in sustainable Recovery, you must be able to recognize what empties you and what fills you up emotionally and spiritually.
Recent conversations inform me that I tend to default to easily noticing when things feel hard, uncomfortable, are not working out, or not working out quickly enough. It’s easy to feel that it’s hard. But when things are easy, gliding along effortlessly I’m often not consciously aware of it – I can almost discount it as “oh yeah, but it’s actually hard…” then seek out, emotionalize, and pick up what’s “hard.” What if I could catch those moments when things effortlessly glide along, and shine a mental spotlight on them in that moment?
For some people, the substance they are addicted to is like an old friend: available, reliable, trustworthy and comforting. Until that “friend” betrays you in the midst of the eventual fallout from addiction: job loss, relationship
failure or worse, tragedy and death. I am going to tell you part of my addiction and recovery story and try my best not to be cliché. Everybody’s story is unique and has very strange and dark elements and mine no less so. However, mine at times played like a Grisham novel – sinister forces portraying themselves to be friends but sucking the life out of my family for personal gain – that is the backdrop to my addiction story.