Category: Lifeline

  • Festivus for the Rest of Us – Jill F.

    Oh the holidays. “Festivus for the rest of us” stems from the show “Seinfeld”. George’s dad explains one Festivus tradition as “After Christmas dinner you gather all the family around and you tell them all the ways they have disappointed you over the past year!” Oh, how my family loves doing that, only it’s not just the past year, it’s everything you have ever done wrong since the day you where born.  I’m sure if your like me, you like to remind yourself of every way you have disappointed everyone you know in the past year.

    Character defects and asking the God of our understanding to remove them are a big part of our sobriety and step work. I my self viewed my family as one big character defect, my Higher Power as not removed them. Of course, my Higher Power and I seem to have different ideas about what my character defects are and are not. Its a good thing. When I did my first 6th step and tried SO hard to be willing and ready to give up all my short comings I beat my self up pretty hard. At the same time, I realized that I seemed to be just as hard on the people in my life as I was on me. We are all human, everyone of us, and being imperfect is a part of it. Drinking always seemed to fool me into thinking that all my problems where not me; I was a victim. It was not my fault they do not understand me, I’m awesome. They are the jerks. Once I started to gain a little more sobriety and clarity through working this program, I realized I was not perfect, and I could not expect the people in my life to be perfect either. I could let go of my defects, but that also meant letting go of theirs as well. Spending any amount of time with them without drinking my self blind drunk and finding the purse that I’d puked the next day depended on it! So here it is, your guide to character defects, brought to you by someone wrought with them…but ok with it and letting them go one defect at a time.

    Yep, you screwed up. A bunch. the secret is, look at it, own it and knock it off. People will bring it up. Over and over again. You do not have to react, because you know you are not that person anymore. Smile nod and accept. If you show that you let it go, they will too because they are not getting the reaction they anticipated. With that…oh my gosh! you have changed!

    Everyone has them. Alcoholic or not. I’ve been told, I don’t know how many times “ The things people do that bug you the most are the same things you do.” This as been told to me by people with far more time in the program than me.  Yeah right. I do not leave my car blinker on for six straight blocks while driving 25 miles and hour in a 40 mile and hour area, only to turn right instead. Then of course a few days later there I am, radio turned up singing my heart out and I look down. Crap: blinkers be going for the last ten minutes. Whoops. So I have learned that if I want the right to be mad at someone for leaving the blinker on, I better make sure its because its something I’ve never done. This has given me the ability to notice my own behavior and defects of character and not only forgive and correct my self, but give the same treatment to others.  Disappointments are going to happen throughout life.

    It’s up to you how you choose to let them go.

    -Jill F.

     

  • My Story – Rusty – 2014

    The first time I got drunk was at age 14, and for some reason I thought “I can control this and I can do this whenever I want for as long as I want” right off the bat. I tried to prove that that I could control it for about 37 years. Then came the old story, like most alcoholics that are around the program tell –  we know that after a while, we cross that line where we lose control. It’s a disease that is too powerful and it took over my life. Towards the end of my drinking,  the next drink was the only thing I thought about. I could have one in my hand and I would be thinking about the next one.

    I didn’t drink a lot after the age of 14 until I graduated high school. I was born in northern Utah and I was a Mormon farm kid. That made me feel like there was no way I could be an alcoholic. Drinking was hard to do where I grew up and you couldn’t get away with it because everyone knew your business. My alcoholism started to really show up when I came down to University of Utah and learned how to really drink. I related with a speaker tape I heard once stating that, “my blood alcohol level was higher than my grade point average when I was pretending to go to school.” I quit school of course, not being able to maintain that kind of discipline, and eventually got married at age 21. I  married a woman whose father was an alcoholic that died from this disease at the age of 43. She didn’t drink but she sure put up with people who did. She lived with alcoholism her whole life, first with her father and then with me. We were married for 31 years and divorced when I got sober. We have three children, none of which caught the disease that I have. I have a couple of granddaughters that have never seen me drink. That has been a real blessing.

    Through all the years of my alcoholism, I was a good pretender. I worked hard, not very successfully, but hard. Drinking was always involved and I lost two businesses, a home and other toys through drinking. I racked up a few DUI’s. Towards the end, I was regularly getting into trouble with the law, finances and all of that. In 1987, I was introduced to AA by a mental health counselor and she took me to my first meeting. I didn’t go to a lot of meetings; in fact, I believe I went to six meetings in the 18 months I stayed sober that first time around.  I went back to work on a construction job but because I didn’t have any defense, I drank again. I tried to prove again that I could control my drinking and soon spiraled downhill.

    The last three years of my drinking I lost everything: my marriage went on the rocks, I lost a business, I racked up more DUI’s. In December 1991, it got bad enough that I knew I had to do something. I was selling safe driver’s insurance and drinking every day. I got another DUI when I tried to sell insurance to an off-duty sheriff. That didn’t work very well; he recognized a drunk when he saw one. I started going  to one meeting a week, still drinking every day. I would drink before the meeting and I would drink after the meeting. I drank every day in between for almost four months. Then I  got another DUI and was looking at possible prison time. I got fired from a job and like a good alcoholic, I went to where people understood: Wendover. I funded this by cashing in some checks that I had forged my wife’s signature on.

    About 2pm in Wendover, I had a moment of clarity, a rude awakening, or a spiritual experience – whatever it was I had, my world stopped. I was at a blackjack  table and a voice came to me from inside that said “You need help. You are an alcoholic and you need help.” I knew then that I was done. I picked up the money I had at that moment and left Wendover. Funny enough, it turned out I left with exactly the amount of money that I had when I got there! As I headed back to Salt Lake, I was stopped by Highway Patrol and that was another DUI. This one would send me to prison, or so I thought. I went to jail in Tooele overnight and then 10 days later, I didn’t go to prison, I went to AA. My sobriety date is March 12, 1992.

    I started to go to a little meeting called the Downtown Bunch and hang out at Fellowship Hall. After about 3 months I was starting to look for work again. One day I was standing by a bus stop and I saw an old friend that told me that I could work for him if I could stay sober. This is how I got back into the bowling business that I had been in for twenty years. We opened a shop called Rancho Lanes.

    That Downtown Bunch eventually moved to Rancho Lanes when they needed a new spot. That group was very instrumental in my sobriety. I met and developed relationships with a bunch of old timers, retired pilots, lawyers and some street drunks. During this period, I  started to get really involved with the Haven Treatment Center, going to meetings there every day.  I currently have a home group which is the Nomadic Lunch Bunch; we meet five days a week, Monday through Friday at 12:15. We started that group at a bowling alley on North Temple and two other bowling alleys later, we are now at a different place, but for 22 years now, it has been my recovery meeting.

    In the process of all these years, the one thing that I really did besides listening and meeting with a sponsor who got me grounded in the program is that I started to get active in service work. I took on jobs like chairing meetings, getting speakers for various meetings, and becoming the secretary for a meeting in the House of Hope when we had a speaker meeting there. I set up the room for my home group every day and got the coffee ready. I was the GSR for that meeting as well. 22 years later, I still ALWAYS have something going on between service among AA groups and volunteering at Central Office. I have sponsored people and been sponsored. For me, it is the only thing that works in the long term to help me stay sober and combat this disease.

    I know there are many other ways to stay sober other than AA,  but I don’t see other ways that build the friendships that we have here, friendships from all different walks of life. It was never unusual for me to sit in a meeting with an airline pilot, a celebrity, a professional athlete, lawyers, doctors, nurses, street people, drinking drunks, desperate people, and treatment center people. We would sit in a meeting and talk about alcoholism and recovery. It is incredible – an incredible experience that I get to have on a regular basis. It is the greatest thing that has ever happened to me.

    Another gift that I have gotten from sobriety is awareness: the ability to pay attention to life. I strongly recommend sobriety, especially for alcoholics and I recommend the fellowship. I try to be an example of recovery wherever I go. I am always available to help someone if they ask. “Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.” This is what AA has done for me.

    -RUSTY

     

     

     

  • Chapter 11: A Vision for You – Troy M – 2014

    When most people hear Chapter 11, they think of bankruptcy. According to bankruptcy law, filing a Chapter 11 bankruptcy puts an “automatic stay” on the actions of creditors. That stay provides a person or company with a new chance to prioritize their responsibilities and move forward. Chapter 11 in the Big Book, A Vision for You, provides a summary of a remarkably similar plan of action in the lives of alcoholics.

    “For most normal folks, drinking means…release from care, boredom, and worry… But not so with us in those last days of heavy drinking…As we became subjects of King Alcohol, shivering denizens of his mad realm, the chilling vapor that is loneliness settle down”

    Before I sobered up for good, I had spent almost ten years in and out of the program.  Each time I drank again, I felt more and more isolated. Shame and guilt kept me from reaching out to my friends in recovery. My wife had long since disallowed me to drink at home, so I had to drink by myself in secret. Every day was shrouded in that chilling vapor. As I approached the jumping off place, I slowly shrugged off every connection I had to humanity. Every failed attempt at turning my life around weighed on me like a backpack full of stones. And when I finally reached the end, I found that I no longer wanted to live, but didn’t have the spiritual energy to end it all. I wasn’t actively suicidal, but I wouldn’t have minded an errant bus hitting me, either. So I did what I knew how to do; I turned back to Alcoholics Anonymous. When I did, I noticed a remarkable thing: I was experiencing meetings like it was brand new to me.

    We go to these meetings and people seem normal. They smile, and laugh, and they look good. They have jobs, and cars, and houses; and we think, “I am not like these people.” Then they start telling their stories: tragic and horrifying stories — awful stories — stories like ours. And maybe someone gets up and tells a story of driving drunk. And they get pulled over. And the officer comes up to their car. The officer can see they’ve been drinking and tells them to step out of the car. But when they get out, they are too drunk, so they fall onto the ground at the officer’s feet… and then they throw up on the officer’s shoes.

    For some strange reason, this story of humiliation strikes everybody as HILARIOUS. And they laugh. At horrible things like this, they laugh. And when somebody does an everyday thing like get insurance for their car or get their driver’s license, they applaud. And at first we don’t get it. We think, “What are these people laughing at? Why, exactly, are they clapping?” Then one day somebody gets up and tells our story. Some of the details are different, but it’s our story. They talk about missing births and disappointing their family. They talk about the pain and the loneliness. And we realize that we aren’t alone. These people, we think, have been where I have been. And it slowly dawns on us that these people seem normal. They are happy. They have been in the darkness that we are in and have found a way out. And if they have found a way out, they can show us the way out. And for the first time in months, if not years, we have hope. We are not alone, and hope is suddenly not lost. And so we keep coming back… I kept coming back.

    “there is a substitute…It is a fellowship in Alcoholics Anonymous”

    In the 2 years since I’ve come back, I’ve been reminded how important the fellowship is in my recovery. Of course working the 12 steps, the program, is imperative; but having friends to trudge the road with is also vital. They keep the loneliness at bay, and help me stay on the beam. Through their example, I learn how to register my car, pay my bills, and walk through life with dignity. Shame and isolation prevents action. Knowing I’m not alone gives me incentive and motivation to act towards a better life.  The fellowship literally puts an “automatic stay” on the shame and fear to act, because I realize I’m not alone. Chapter 11 reminds me that, through spiritual bankruptcy, I am given a chance to live a life worth living; to be a man of substance. And for that, I am endlessly grateful.

    -Troy M.

     

  • My Search for Higher Power and Spirituality (3 of 3) – Alan L – 2014

    …So my concept of a Higher Power is probably much like that of others but I simply see mine a little differently.  My Higher Power simply supplies me with things. All kinds of things! They aren’t necessarily good nor are they bad.  They are just things.  Some things I like and some things I don’t like.  What I do about all those things, good or bad, whether I approve or disapprove, and how I conduct myself on a daily basis with regard to those things, is the connection I have to my HP and it is done through the practice of spirituality.

    So what is Spirituality for me? Well, it is an inner path, which enables me to discover the essence of my being. Spirituality is not only discovering who I am, but also who I want to be.  It is nurturing my thoughts, emotions, words, and actions that are in harmony with my belief that the entire universe is, in some way connected.

    It includes deep principles of love, caring, moral values, as well as kindness and consideration of my fellows.  It also carries with it life without prejudice.  It is a practice that includes meditation, prayer, and contemplation, and is intended to develop my inner life.  Spirituality is my connection to my Higher Power whether it is rooted in religion, nature, or some kind of unknown essence.

    The challenge of being a spiritual person as I have described it is at best overwhelming for me.  Am I doing it perfectly?  Heck no, not necessarily, but it is a worthwhile goal toward which I need to endure and strive for in order to live a peaceful and serene life.

    In conclusion, having a Higher Power in my life helps me to better understand, appreciate, and accept the steps… especially steps two, three and eleven.  I am now able to accept and understand that circumstance, situations, conditions, state of affairs, environment, and surroundings, has everything to do with my Higher Power and very little to do with me.  Today I use the key of willingness as pointed out in step three to accept and move toward a faith that works.

    Today I can say beyond doubt and unequivocally, that daily living for me is much easier and more fulfilling now that I truly have a Higher Power in my life.   And most importantly to have a better understanding how my life fits within that Higher Power.

    -Alan L.

     

  • Tradition Ten – Bill W – 1948

    To most of us, Alcoholics Anonymous has become as solid as the Rock of Gibraltar. We like to believe that it will soon be as well known and just as enduring as that historic landmark. We enjoy this pleasant conviction because nothing has yet occurred to disturb it; we reason that we must hang together or die. Hence we take for granted our continued unity as a movement.

    But should we? Though God has bestowed upon us great favors, and though we are bound by stronger ties of love and necessity than most societies, is it prudent to suppose that automatically these great gifts and attributes shall be ours forever. If we are worthy, we shall probably continue to enjoy them. So the real question is, how shall we always be worthy of our present blessings?

    Seen from this point of view, our A.A. Traditions are those attitudes and practices by which we may  deserve, as a movement, a long life and a useful one. To this end, none could be more vital than our 10th Tradition, for it deals with the subject of controversy — serious controversy.

    On the other side of the world, millions have not long since died in religious dissension. Other millions have died in political controversy. The end is not yet. Nearly everybody in the world has turned reformer. Each group, society and nation is saying to the other, “You must do as we say, or else”. Political controversy and reform by compulsion has reached an all-time high. And eternal, seemingly, are the flames of religious dissension.

    Being like other men and women, how can we expect to remain forever immune from these perils? Probably we shall not. At length, we must meet them all. We cannot flee from them, nor ought we try. If these challenges do come, we shall, I am sure, go out to meet them gladly and unafraid. That will be the acid test of our worth.

    Our best defense? This surely lies in the formation of a Tradition respecting serious controversy so powerful that neither the weakness of persons nor the strain and strife of our troubled times can harm Alcoholics Anonymous. We know that A.A. must continue to live, or else many of us and many of our brother alcoholics throughout the world will surely resume the hopeless journey to oblivion. That must never be.

    As though by some deep and compelling instinct we have thus far avoided serious controversies. Save minor and healthy growing pains, we are at peace among ourselves. And because we have thus far adhered to our sole aim, the whole world regards us favorably.

    May God grant us the wisdom and fortitude ever to sustain an unbreakable unity.

    Bill W.

    From: Grapevine©, September 1948

     

  • Step 10 in Action – Sarah K – 2014

    How anyone can possibly stay married without practicing Step 10 is beyond me. My husband is also in recovery and we often go to our corners fixed on holding out to the death. We are like two rams from the Nature channel.  We butt our curled horns together and when our fight is exhausted, we squat on our respective stools with arms folded tight across chests. I don’t know about him, but I am resolutely waiting there until he admits to being utterly ludicrous, and upside-down in his priorities. I feel as tight and immobile as a puffer fish.  I am stuffed with righteous indignation, and it is very uncomfortable. Ironic that I am using so many animal references, but the reason is because I am speaking about instincts.

    In the 12X12 Bill talks a lot about instincts. Our instincts are intended to serve us. They are meant to give us an intuitive response to certain stimuli. In alcoholics these instincts – fueled by fear – slam us straight into brick walls. He says when a man becomes a battle ground for the instincts, he can find no peace. He also says that sick alcoholics are incapable of forming a true partnership with another person. They always need to dominate people or cower beneath them. However, with the help of a higher power, we can experience a different reaction to life and to the people we love.

    I know it is time for Step 10 when anger, fear or judgment fills my chest with heat. I use it when I need it, not at prescribed times of morning and night. I practice looking inward when I am about to shut-down, give up or say something I will regret. In the beginning, the best way to step back was simply going for a walk. It gave me just enough time and space to say a short prayer. Usually that prayer was something like this:

    “Whatever Grace has brought me this far…please take this away.  I know this emotion is no one else’s fault.  This rage has been with me as long as I can remember, and it always defeats me.  I can’t do this alone.  Please help me.  I don’t know what to do.”

    Now, when my husband tells me to put on my seatbelt, and I want to jump from the moving vehicle because he just insulted my autonomy,  I pause.  I pray.  I recognize that I am simply afraid he does not respect me because he is telling me what to do.  The problem is not his direction to put on my seatbelt.  It is my fear of what his statement means.  So I ask Grace to sit with me while I let the wave pass.  I ask for my fear to be removed, and my attention turned to what a higher power would have me be in that moment.  Would it have me punish my partner and pout in silence? Probably not. However I can ask to be softened and for the ability to tell the truth.  When I am ready I say,

    “Can you ask me instead of tell me?  I feel  afraid you don’t respect me when you tell me.”

    To which he responds with a smile to let me know I am being both ridiculous and cute,

    “Sure.  Sarah, will you please put on your seatbelt?”

    “Yes.  Of course I will.”

    Problem solved.  We don’t have to get divorced.  Thank you Grace.

    -Sarah K.

     

  • “My Search for Higher Power and Spirituality” (2 of 3) – Alan L – 2014

    MY SEARCH  FOR HIGHER POWER AND SPIRITUALITY (2/3)

    By: Alan L.

    …Eventually, thanks to the power of the Hubble Telescope and science, I was able to make progress, finally, toward obtaining my own concept of a Higher Power.

    There are hundreds of billions of galaxies in the universe, the nearest of which is the Andromeda Galaxy, whose light has traveled 2 million years to reach us.  The deep field Hubble telescope was aimed at a small portion of sky near the Big Dipper and collected light for ten days.  It was able to collect light from over 3000 galaxies, light that had traveled for over 10 billion years to reach us.  Each galaxy contained hundreds of billions of stars.  Subsequently, Hubble was pointed to another portion of sky near the constellation Orion.  This time the shutter was opened for 11 days and 400 orbits around the earth.  Over 10,000 galaxies were discovered. While these galaxies appear to be standing absolutely still, they are actually racing away from us, in some cases faster than the speed of light.  The Hubble only looked in two directions for all that information.  There are hundreds of billion’s galaxies in the universe, and my brain has no way to accurately put this in any meaningful perspective.

    Further, when I consider that light travels at over 186,000 miles per second and that the light from galaxies has traveled over 13 billion years or more to reach us, the thoughts are so overwhelming that my mind simply goes blank trying to understand.  The only thing left for me is to accept that somewhere in the grand scheme of things; there most likely is a Power that has all control and that it most likely could be the Universe itself.  I don’t know!  That concept is easier for me to understand when I realize that this entire planet we live on, and probably our whole solar system, is much less than a pixel of light in the totality of the universe around us.  Therefore, I refer to my Higher Power today as the Totality of the Universe, or the Spirit of the Universe, if you will… In short I call it my HP!  And I have no problem calling it God.

    When I shared this concept with one of my sponsors, he pointed out the possibility of turning the Hubble Telescope around in order to look into the space within myself.  To pose a question and ask; what is inside of me in terms of information, energy, talent, and knowledge that I have not yet discovered?  Like the galaxies that the Hubble showed me I did not know, turned inward, it can do the same thing, which brings me to a slightly different question.  How much more about myself is there yet to discover?

    By looking inward I may discover that God or HP is not so far fetched or far away after all.  It is pointed out on page 55 of the Big Book that deep down in every man, woman, and child is the fundamental idea of God.  It says that God is a part of our make-up, just as much as the feeling we have for a friend, knowing that he was there, and was as much a fact as we were, and that we can find that Great Reality, deep down within us.

    So maybe, just maybe, that untapped potential that lies within us will help us get better connected with ourselves.  Through that enhanced experience of our inner connection, we can discover how valuable we are, and think of connecting the best of who we are with the best in others, just as one alcoholic connects with another.  Was the connection of Bill and Bob in fact, the work of a Higher Power?  Is the connection between you and I the same thing?

    To be continued

     

  • There is Serenity in Sturgis – Laurie C – 2014

    Riding a motorcycle was something I never thought of. At 5 years sober, I met a guy in the rooms of AA, and after a long motorcycle ride on the back on his bike in April 2002, I knew I had to learn how to ride. Not only had I fallen in love with him (and married him), I fell in love with riding! I took the Riders Edge course through the Harley Davidson Shop in Salt Lake, got my first bike, and began to ride. By the time the Sturgis Motorcycle Rally rolled around, I had a few hours under my belt, so off we roared on an adventure of a lifetime. At first I was scared, thinking about 500,000 bikes and me in the Black Hills of Sturgis, South Dakota, but my guy assured me I was ready.

    We rode 625 miles from Park City to Sturgis, and as we got closer to Sturgis, the energy started to build. It was so exciting as more and more bikes joined us along the way.

    When we arrived, the streets were lined with bikes and bikers, venders, and all sorts of people. The roar of all those bikes can be a bit overwhelming at first, but I loved the feeling and the thrill of being with that many people and being a part of the largest biker party on earth! Still, not for one minute did I forget that I’m an alcoholic in recovery. I knew that meetings were going to be a big part of our Sturgis experience, but I didn’t realize that right in the middle of it all was The Serenity Clubhouse. My guy and I dropped into a meeting to get some Serenity. You could truly feel the peace as we walked through the door. I began to relax the moment I heard them start reading “How It Works.” You see, meetings during an event like this don’t only insure that I’m not going to drink but also insure that I’m going to have an amazing time! To be connected to my people is being connected to my spirit! It is the air I breathe, it is what lights me up! It is truly one of the greatest parts of Sturgis. I found that people who go to meetings while in Sturgis often have long-term sobriety, and the meetings in Sturgis just ROCK!!

    I recently attended my 13th Sturgis Rally. Best Sturgis ever! They keep getting better and better as I grow in my sobriety. I’m a daily meeting goer and when in Sturgis I don’t take a vacation from AA. We’ve met lifelong riding buddies, and we see        familiar faces in the clubhouse each year. There are two meeting halls in Sturgis with meetings all day and into the night. WHAT A PARTY! Just because I gave up drinking doesn’t mean I’ve given up having fun. I truly have more fun now than I ever had in my whole drinking career. Riding all day, my husband on his bike and me on mine, through the Black Hills where the roads were made for motorcycles, eating great food, checking out all the venders, going to meetings—it’s all more fun than any one human being should be able to have. Thank God for AA, which allows me to go anywhere and have a GREAT time.

    Laurie C.

    Park City UT

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