I didn't mention in last week's post that my husband's follow up scan, post radiation and chemo, was clear, as in cancer free. Such a relief. I expected as much, but SO good to have it officially verified. What a roller coaster of emotion, from fear/terror to overwhelm to acceptance and gratitude - sometimes all in the same day. My meetings, trusted others (many who had similar experiences) and the cancer counseling offered by the hospital were all helpful. Once again, the "we."
I was reminded by a friend that when I actually feel my emotions, it is a relief. Being stuck, as in trying to ignore or outrun that which I hope to avoid is what's painful. I try to pay attention when I feel off kilter - is there a feeling I'm trying to suppress? Some emotion I don't want to acknowledge? Sometimes it's just a matter of saying, "I feel kind of crappy today" and letting that be ok. I'm definitely one who prefers "happy, joyous & free," though recognize that isn't a guarantee. Just because I actively work the program, am of service, meditate, etc etc etc doesn't mean that every day will be unicorns and rainbows. I'm not doing something wrong if I'm in a blah mood. I've learned that "this too shall pass" applies to random feelings as well as the big stuff.
A meeting I was in this week turned into a discussion of current events and protests, which left me slightly uncomfortable. Tradition 10 says that our program has no opinion on outside issues. The program has no opinion, but as an individual I certainly do, and my opinions impact my emotions, which impacts my serenity and quite possibly my sobriety. In heated political times in the past, when viewpoints bled into meetings, I've worried about the newcomer who is there for relief from alcoholism and may have different beliefs but wants to be sober (or recover from the effects of someone else's drinking in Alanon). I don't think there is a right answer - as human beings we can't ignore what is going on in the world, and I want to be very careful of our primary purpose.
In another meeting last week, someone used the term "pivot point" to describe those places where life could've gone one way or another, depending on our decisions. I think of the moment I sat outside the treatment center at 11pm, realizing at a subterranean level that if I didn't go in right then, I probably never would. Another pivot point came when I found paraphernalia in my belongings, and hesitated. A pivot point - am I going to do this thing, or half-ass it? And then, recovery decision points including going in to the community college to ask questions, when "Maybe another day" would've been easier, along with all those times I pushed myself an inch further than my comfort zone with school, or jobs, or challenging discussions. I think of a particular moment when my spouse and I had just started dating when I thought, "Here's your out," but instead, decided to simply wait to see what would happen next.
Pivot points. Choices. Doing the next thing, even if I don't know if it is the right thing. I often think of Elizabeth Gilbert's well known book, "Eat, Pray, Love." At the very beginning, she is crying on the bathroom floor in the middle of the night, wanting an answer to a huge life question. The answer she got in the moment was "Go back to bed." So often, when I'm looking for sky-writing or billboards, the answer is simple - Go ask someone. Hold still. Have something to eat.
Pivot points rarely announce themselves - it is generally in hindsight that I realize something could've gone either way. And, pivot points are not just about big events. Go to a meeting? Go for a run? Tackle that project? Take a nap? Not every choice moves me closer or further away from some Ultimate Goal, but each choice, whether to practice self-care and gentleness or push myself a little, impacts the next. And, as someone who has been schedule-driven for so long, I am noticing the quiet voice, the new voice, that whispers, "There is no deadline. You have all the time that you need." This is a pivot point of sorts for me - will I dive into the next thing, or simply wait and learn to appreciate the stillness?
What have been pivot points in your life, big or small? Did you realize it at the time, or later? What comes up when you spend time in silence today?
NOTE: “I’ve Been Sober a Long Time – Now What? A workbook for the Joys & Challenges of Long Term Recovery” is a 78 page workbook, 8 ½ x11 format, with topics (such as grief, aging, sponsorship) that include a member’s view and processing questions. Available at Portland Area Intergroup at 825 N.E. 20th or online through this blog page. If you would like to purchase online, you will need to go to the WEB VERSION of this page to view the link to PayPal or Credit Card option. Email me at shadowsandveins@gmail.com if you’d like more information. ALSO to note - from the web version of this page, you can sign up to have my weekly post delivered to you via email (upper right section of the page).
Wednesday, June 24, 2020
Wednesday, June 17, 2020
I often tell myself, and anyone who’ll listen, that I’m an anticipator, that as a kid I learned to see around corners. I’ve been known to say that I live 3 days, 3 weeks, 3 months into the future, trying to figure out what’s next, as if seeing it coming will better prepare me for what I might feel then. It struck me, as I was running a few mornings ago, telling myself the same old story about “well, of course, I’m an anxious type – it comes from blah, blah, blah" to just STOP. My dad quit drinking when I was 11. He’s been gone since I was 25. I’ve been in recovery since I was 31. How bloody long am I going to use the excuse of “I’m an anticipator because…” to keep me from living in the here and now? They say that slow growth is good growth – if that’s the case, I’m verging on excellence. I don’t tend to think of myself as an excuse maker, but isn’t that what I do each time I say, “I grew up in an alcoholic home, so X,Y,Z?” I’m in no way saying it isn’t important to do the internal work of recovery. I had to get up to my elbows, via the Steps and therapy, to unravel my adult responses to what did or didn’t occur when I was a kid. And, while I don’t claim to be cured, I “have recovered from a seemingly hopeless state of mind and body.” (BB xiii). Facing Steps 6 & 7 with intent, as I do in June, means that my defects/ defenses/ dysfunctions will present themselves to me, even those I wouldn’t have identified 4, 5 or 10 years ago. As I wrote last week, “What else?” “What else?” And “What else?” is there to know? When I know better, I have to do better, which includes busting myself when I gain awareness of things that may no longer be true or no longer serve the person that I am today, or want to be.
A friend died unexpectedly last week – on Facebook one day, and the next, a post that he’d passed. He was my first husband's cousin, and a high school classmate. We weren’t particularly close in these later years, but he was always there, in a funny message, or a text thanking me for "keeping an eye out" for my ex, in the grocery store parking lot, or the park for our many reunions . That is the strange part of those who leave suddenly – here they are and then they aren’t. After my father died, I’d tease mom about “no lingering illnesses!” thinking I’d prefer her to just be gone. But, I think that is probably tougher. I mourn the loss of an old friend, and I further internalize the fact that you just never know.
And then, this damned disease claimed another of our own this weekend – a fellow I’d known for years who struggled, struggled, struggled with staying sober; the guy in the back of the room who always raised his hand for “Anyone under 30 days?” But he kept coming back, talking about what he needed to do “this time.” I felt for him – it obviously wasn’t working out there, and it was confusing to understand what kept him from a full surrender to the disease. He talked about thinking he could control it. But he couldn’t. I felt for him, and I feel for his wife and daughter. And, I once again, experience gratitude that the in-and-out dance hasn’t been my path. It must be excruciating. I can't help but think about my friend, dead from a heart attack, who'd likely give anything for just a little more time...
So, here I am – retired. Monday I was employed and Tuesday I wasn’t, and that’s all I know about that. I don't need any answers today about "what's next." As I settle in to my new reality, I am more fully appreciating the importance of ritual and ceremony. A few weeks ago, I was adrift with the news that covid had taken away our ability to mark the occasion. Now, having experienced the small but meaningful gatherings, including a surprise (& masked) party that three dear friends brought to the house, I feel fully launched into this next chapter.
There is something to be said about closure. Because of the virus, my old friend's official farewell was for family only, but a small group of classmates, guys from the neighborhood, gathered at his elementary school today, in the field, to share stories and blow bubbles, and bid the life force that was RLJ adieu. Gratefully, one of the attendees spoke of my ex, also of the neighborhood, recognizing that we hadn't been able to gather for him when he passed either. In a very interesting coincidence, I got home to a card I'd sent to the hospital in April when I couldn't visit my ex as he was dying, just now marked "Return to Sender." I don't know what I believe about life and death, but I can tell you that sometimes my loved ones feel very near.
What old ideas or old stories keep coming up for you? How do you acknowledge loss? What about those little coincidences that leave you scratching your head with a "Hmmm..."
NOTE: “I’ve Been Sober a Long Time – Now What? A workbook for the Joys & Challenges of Long Term Recovery” is a 78 page workbook, 8 ½ x11 format, with topics (such as grief, aging, sponsorship) that include a member’s view and processing questions. Available at Portland Area Intergroup at 825 N.E. 20th or online through this blog page. If you would like to purchase online, you will need to go to the WEB VERSION of this page to view the link to PayPal or Credit Card option. Email me at shadowsandveins@gmail.com if you’d like more information
NOTE: “I’ve Been Sober a Long Time – Now What? A workbook for the Joys & Challenges of Long Term Recovery” is a 78 page workbook, 8 ½ x11 format, with topics (such as grief, aging, sponsorship) that include a member’s view and processing questions. Available at Portland Area Intergroup at 825 N.E. 20th or online through this blog page. If you would like to purchase online, you will need to go to the WEB VERSION of this page to view the link to PayPal or Credit Card option. Email me at shadowsandveins@gmail.com if you’d like more information
Wednesday, June 10, 2020
It seems that when one is preparing for a major life change, like retirement, people have opinions. People have
opinions and advice and their own fears or excitement come pouring out.
Their comments can be entertaining, annoying, valued, or terrifying, depending on
where my center of energy is at the moment. If I’m feeling secure in my
decisions, I can take what I like and leave the rest. When I’m a little
shaky or insecure, I worry if I’m making the right move. It’s usually a little
of both.
Things people ask/say to me about retiring: Where will you live? Will
you work part time/doing what? Won’t you be bored? I would be bored. You’ll love it. It takes a
year to adjust. Don’t jump into anything right away. Stay busy. I slept a lot
at first. I’ll never retire. I can never afford to retire. I’m right behind
you! (or just ahead). You’ll lose track of days (as in, every day feels like
Saturday). Don’t over schedule. Don’t under schedule. From an older lady in the
post office – "You’d better find something to do! I’m bored to death!" Thank
goodness for our programs - you can increase your meetings! Lucky You! You’ll
love it. You’ll love it. You’ll love it. You’ll be fine. And from one of my
trusted others, in regards to last week's post about identity –
“It’s like a free-fall.”
Whew! I am very much not an adrenaline junkie, despite my time as
a meth addict. I’m afraid of sheer drop offs and cliffs, I don’t downhill ski, I
would never bungee jump. And… the image of free-fall, as in flying, causes me
to exhale deeply with delight. I sometimes use the Runes to access my inner wisdom, and
lately have been pulling the stone that points to taking “an empty-handed leap
into the void.” I can choose to view that void as a deep, dark chasm to be
feared, or, a portal to an open meadow or long, sandy beach. As I stand on this
precipice, this jumping off place, which will I choose?
It’s about transition, that moving from one place to another,
physically, emotionally, and spiritually, and it seems to be swirling all around me.
Two friends retired in the last few weeks. Another is preparing to move, with
her spouse, to a smaller town where they can afford to buy a house. Someone
else is moving out of state after completing her degree. A spiritual sister has
entered hospice after a long battle, preparing for her final journey. Some are proceeding
with long term plans in spite of current events,while others are newly inspired by
this covid time to ask, “What truly matters?” Time of my own. A home of our
own. Family. Dying with dignity.
And the world feels in transition at the moment, both with the
virus, and the enlarged attention to inequities that have gone on far too long.
I read a meme recently that said maybe 2020 isn’t a mistake. Maybe 2020 is a
hitting bottom of sorts, where we get to individually and collectively ask,
“Now what?” I was reminded in a meeting over the weekend that working the
Steps gives me the opportunity to keep asking “What else?” And then, “What
else?” And then, “What else?,” again. What is it I need to learn at this exact moment in time?
A gift of these times are the Zoom meetings we can attend,
anytime, anywhere. Two weeks ago, I “attended” the English-speaking meeting in
Budapest that I’d gone to last fall, and then this weekend, “went” to a group
in Bristol, England. What a beautiful thing, to be connecting to our fellowship
in different places, only to hear the same words, the same concerns, the same
joys. Today I am a grateful alcoholic (& member of Alanon).
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Despite my thwarted efforts to arrange the lights and the actors,
I did get out of the way and today my crew gave me a tailgate party in a
parking lot across the street since we can’t officially gather in our county.
My husband stopped by, to meet the people who’d been sending good thoughts
while he was sick, and a few former co-workers joined in. A security guard
rolled through and asked what we were doing, saying “Congratulations!” when we
gave him the scoop. And then back inside, our clients gave me a lovely card
along with some flowers picked from the grounds (with permission). In both
settings, I shared the story of how I came to my career, out of my own
treatment experience. It was a really good day. And it’s been a really good
run. I am grateful for 30+ years of helping people change their lives. Officially, I've got three more days of work, but, essentially I'm done. I'm done and I'm amazed that this thing I've been planning for the last few years is actually happening. One day at a time, life moves on. What do they say? Sometimes the days drag, but the months and years fly by.
And now, I get to see what’s next! What transitions are happening in your life, from the change of seasons to moving, to re-evaluating your place in the world or anything in between? How do you remember to open your palms with curiosity rather than clenching tight? How do you ride the wave of change?
NOTE: “I’ve Been Sober a Long Time – Now What? A workbook for the Joys & Challenges of Long Term Recovery” is a 78 page workbook, 8 ½ x11 format, with topics (such as grief, aging, sponsorship) that include a member’s view and processing questions. Available at Portland Area Intergroup at 825 N.E. 20th or online through this blog page. If you would like to purchase online, you will need to go to the WEB VERSION of this page to view the link to PayPal or Credit Card option. Email me at shadowsandveins@gmail.com if you’d like more information
NOTE: “I’ve Been Sober a Long Time – Now What? A workbook for the Joys & Challenges of Long Term Recovery” is a 78 page workbook, 8 ½ x11 format, with topics (such as grief, aging, sponsorship) that include a member’s view and processing questions. Available at Portland Area Intergroup at 825 N.E. 20th or online through this blog page. If you would like to purchase online, you will need to go to the WEB VERSION of this page to view the link to PayPal or Credit Card option. Email me at shadowsandveins@gmail.com if you’d like more information
Wednesday, June 3, 2020
Tradition 12: Anonymity is the
spiritual foundation of all our Traditions, every reminding us to place
principles above personalities.
"The key phrases in Tradition Twelve are anonymity, spiritual foundation
and principles above personalities" (Alanon Paths to Recovery p. 235) The AA 12x12 (p. 184) states,
"The spiritual substance of anonymity is sacrifice," the giving up of
"personal desires for the common good." Originally anonymous based on
fears related to the stigma of alcoholism, anonymity expanded to refer to the
effort to "give up our natural desires for personal distinction." I don't think of myself as someone who craves "personal distinction" but I am fairly attached to my identity - as a sober woman, a wife, a family member, a friend, a writer, a traveler, a runner. A huge component of recovery has been in the discovery of that identity, much needed. But now, as an elder, how can I deepen my understanding and practice of anonymity as a spiritual journey. Yes, I am the wife, co-worker, etc etc etc, but those are roles, descriptions.
I confess that I tend to mentally check out when the meeting topic is a Tradition, but in a recent discussion of Twelve, I was riveted as members shared about anonymity as a gateway to discovering
our personal identity, free of labels, free of the stories we tell
ourselves about who we are or who we should be. Being in a place of life transition, I'm very conscious that my external identity is shifting. Who will I be, and what might change as I leave my career?
When I first got to program, I defined myself by who I was sleeping with, my very existence dependent on attachment to someone else. Later, I probably over-identified with my history of growing up in a home with alcoholism, and all that I felt was missing. I also claimed identity by my own "war stories," attending an Alanon meeting and pulling down my sleeves to cover scars from the needle, then in a NA meeting, pushing the sleeves up so others would see I belonged. AA was a mystery - I knew I was alcoholic (no doubt whatsoever) but it was a particular substance that brought me to my knees. How was I to talk about that? (I learned, over time, that it wasn’t the details that mattered, but the place of “pitiful, incomprehensible demoralization” that we all know too well). And then, though I've never been one to talk openly about my work in meetings, my career has been a big component of how I present in the world.
The spiritual concept of
anonymity asks me to bring all that external energy of “what-will-you-think-of-me?”, "who am I supposed to be?" and my various labels, back to my heart. Remove my name, my evolving versions of family
history, my career, where I grew up and live, and what is my true nature? The designations and experiences certainly contribute to my sense of self, but when it is just me, on the couch with my journal and a cup of tea, do I drop the story and stay true to myself? When a friend wants to talk, or just hang out, do I drop the story in order to be truly present? How well do I listen? How well do I show up, even if that is virtually these days?
The concept of anonymity encourages me to
discover my truth, sometimes through trial and error, knowing that what's true today might not be next week or next month - it's a matter of paying
attention to my inner compass and steering back towards center when I feel
myself off course. A benefit of long term recovery is that I recognize
that “off-course-ness” quicker, but I'm certainly not finished with the growth called for in the Steps. I am not a believer in "one and done." For me, the Steps (and Traditions) provide an on-going path for deepening my connection to my spiritual resources. I do sometimes coast, but this year, especially, has been a time of deep breaths and deeper writing as I've navigated my husband's illness and recovery, my ex's passing, the pandemic, the horrific event in Minneapolis last week and the on-going demonstrations, and yes, the ending of my career. The stay-home-stay-safe orders play into my introversion. I'm excellent with pen-to-paper, and the "we" of the program matters. I can learn from Tradition Twelve while remembering that anonymity doesn't mean alone.
This post feels a little disconnected, but that's how I've been feeling, crying at the grocery store as the clerk tells me about her daughter dying, crying as the television shows both the horrors of hatred and violence and the beauty of kindness. It has been tougher to stay
in my place of centered calm when it feels like the world is in chaos. Like many of us, I am heartbroken,
on many levels. I so want humanity to be better than we too often are. I will
not presume to have answers, but will continue my internal striving towards
peace and hope, in the belief that the energy I generate impacts those in my
sphere and beyond. We are all connected.
NOTE: “I’ve Been Sober a Long Time – Now What? A workbook for the Joys & Challenges of Long Term Recovery” is a 78 page workbook, 8 ½ x11 format, with topics (such as grief, aging, sponsorship) that include a member’s view and processing questions. Available at Portland Area Intergroup at 825 N.E. 20th or online through this blog page. If you would like to purchase online, you will need to go to the WEB VERSION of this page to view the link to PayPal or Credit Card option. Email me at shadowsandveins@gmail.com if you’d like more information
NOTE: “I’ve Been Sober a Long Time – Now What? A workbook for the Joys & Challenges of Long Term Recovery” is a 78 page workbook, 8 ½ x11 format, with topics (such as grief, aging, sponsorship) that include a member’s view and processing questions. Available at Portland Area Intergroup at 825 N.E. 20th or online through this blog page. If you would like to purchase online, you will need to go to the WEB VERSION of this page to view the link to PayPal or Credit Card option. Email me at shadowsandveins@gmail.com if you’d like more information
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