A dear friend since middle school relapsed. We’d shared so much, got married, had kids, and divorced around the same time. She moved far away. I got sober. Years later so did she. She relapsed once, twice. Recently she hit a new bottom. But when that bottom hit another bottom, her adult kids (those still speaking to her) joined forces. Filled with anger, disgust, fear, and resentment yet also just enough compassion, love, and caring to literally save her life, they called. Could I help, they wondered? A series of decisions had been made, actions were taken and delegated.
Try playing it forward to imagine what’s possible when we choose freedom and recovery. When we make use of our higher power, our sponsor, our fellows… Imaging how wonderful it feels to have authentic, honest relationships, financial freedom, energy and vitality, happiness and laughter about the simplest of things.
Bouncing around on Facebook, I found a page that had a bunch of wisdom from sober women. Most were not attributed to anyone, but they are thought-provoking, comforting, and hopefully helpful. Sharing it with you today!
While I have found some amazing and treasured friendships in AA, not every meeting or group has been that way… I want to feel uplifted and empowered after a meeting, not defeated, insecure, and doubtfully questioning myself. In that regard, here’s an important lesson I’ve learned: Take what I can, and let the rest slip away. And try not to be judgmental about it. Some people just do it differently and that doesn’t make theirs bad and mine good. It doesn’t make them wrong and me right…
I sense new ideas, new opportunities, and new situations ready to be born through me, about to be nurtured into a thriving existence. As I peer into the beautiful and rain-kissed month of April, I smell, see, and feel that spring has sprung. I see Mother Nature expressing fully, naturally, and vibrantly right now, and so am I…
The Higher Power, Grand Overall Design, How It Works, Thinking Stuff, the Thing Itself… Whatever you want to call it, although I felt suddenly devoid of It these past few days, I realized It’s working perfectly as always. In the absence of feeling great and on top of the world – in fact in the glaring presence of feeling dreadful and lowdown, I know with certainty that I am still connected and I can trust the process. Even in my crankiness and panic.
Who do you think you are? I heard that a lot growing up. Usually when I was “acting out” or living large in some way unbefitting to a little kid. I don’t recall it having the feeling tone of “I’ll tell you who you are: you are a magnificent being of light with unlimited possibilities!”
Although I love words and respect their power, all this is beyond words. My recovery is beyond words–the depth of the relief and happiness and freedom that comes with it. When I hear others speak of it, I know they lack words too. No problem. Their emotional passion is communicated loud and clear. Recovery, Higher Power, Green… whatever. I will think less and feel more. And continue to stay in conscious contact with It so I can notice it all around me.