“For pride is spiritual cancer: it eats up the very possibility of love, or contentment, or even common sense.”
― mere christianity
Lee at Seeing Clear Lee asks that age-old question: Okay, so I’m not drinking. Now what?
Through the last couple of months of sobriety, I’ve come to accept that I am a spiritual person. I don’t understand how it works, but I truly feel that part of how I got sober this time around is because I surrendered control to some kind of higher power. I know that drinking alcohol is not in my best interest, actually it is a complete detriment to me, and I gave it up so that the force of life that moves around and through us could work in a more positive way for me.
This is actually one of the better posts I’ve come across that addresses this issue at this stage of the journey with any degree of clarity.
I’m sick today. I have developed a cold. It has given me the opportunity to stay home from work today and focus on recovery. Last night I also went to an AA meeting. I have only been to a handful of AA meetings since I got sober, and while I attribute some of their teachings to helping me get sober, I haven’t yet been sold on the program.
I have mentioned before that one of the things that got me sober this time was the concept of surrender. Acceptance and surrender. Which I believe is like the 1st step. And I would be lying if I said that I haven’t been relying partially on a power greater than myself in this process of recovery- which aligns with the 2nd and 3rd step. So, somehow, those 3 steps have been a part of getting me sober, along with sober blogs, Refuge…
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“I think resentment is when you take the poison and wait for the other person to die.”
― A Sponsorship Guide for 12-Step Programs
Money quote from 12 the hard way:
. . . It’s a chemical disease that plays around with my thoughts, feelings and perceptions. It’s serotonin, dopamine, and opioid peptides, even more so than childhood bullies and adult failings. It takes my natural emotions, and instead of assuring me that they’re completely normal things to be feeling, goes looking for something out of my control to point at. Something I cannot change and cannot accept. And with that, my alcoholism is good to go. I’m angry and hopeless, depressed and resentful.
via back from zero.
Read the whole thing.
Jen at The Soberist Blog writes about protecting her own sober world through the sober bubble.
My sober bubble is no longer so much about keeping the world out, but instead filtering and making room for the important of things in my life. When I take care to monitor my bubble, I feel secure, safe and happy.
This looks to be what we in the business world would call a the makings of a sound strategic plan. Read the whole thing.
When I first got sober it was crucial to develop and maintain a “sober bubble” to live inside until I felt safe. This bubble has been talked about in depth by many other people, but it has become a very important concept for me during my 439 (!!) days sober, so I wanted to touch on it a bit here.
I have recently come to the conclusion that the bubble is a way of life for me. In order to be happy and feel fulfilled, I need a bubble. The people and things that I put in my bubble vary, but I am responsible for taking care of my bubble and making sure that it is healthy. If a person is making me feel crazy, they might need to be removed from my bubble until I can handle them better, or for good. Facebook is no longer a part of…
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Buddhism notes that it is always a mistake to think your soul can go it alone.
Mallards For Us is honest with herself:
I’ve had enough. Two days of drinking. None of which I enjoyed. Alone, dark, dreary, desperate, hopeless drinking. I’m not sure if I was trying to prove something to myself, I have no idea what exactly went wrong. I do know, however, that I have a lot more to learn, and most likely many more people to meet that will help me on this journey.
Yeah, I think a number of us can easily relate to her situation. Or are perhaps right there, right now. I’m grateful we take this one day at a time. Maybe your one day could be this day.
Words of wisdom from Bill at What…Me Sober? on making amends. Read the whole thing, but this little passage caught my eye:
This work is all about losing the self-justification and excuses. Amends aren’t about making ourselves look good; they’re about acknowledging what we’ve done — the fact that we harmed others — and repairing the damage. We need the clarity provided by the first seven steps in order to honestly write an 8th and carry out a 9th.
“God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks in our conscience, but shouts in our pain: it is His megaphone to rouse a deaf world.”
― The Problem of Pain