If we are painstaking about this phase of our development, we will be amazed before we are halfway through. We are going to know a new freedom and a new happiness. We will not regret the past nor wish to shut the door on it. We will comprehend the word serenity and will know peace. No matter how far down the scale we have gone, we will see how our experiences can benefit others. The feeling of uselessness and self pity will disappear.
To you amazing like-minded people who somehow found your way here, this blog is humbly offered as a way to explore, contemplate, and discuss a simple yet profound message. Basically this: a spiritual approach to life – and especially to full-spectrum sobriety – is a key, an access code, and guidebook for living peacefully, exuberantly, and marvelously – however you define those things.
They call this one ‘the beginning of the maintenance steps.’ If I continue to spend as much effort maintaining my sobriety as I spent maintaining my drinking, I wholeheartedly believe I can one-day-at-a-time it to infinity and beyond.
The spiritual side of me is fully aware of Namaste – that I am made up of pure, open, and loving energy and it connects with the same genuine essence in you.
Humanly however, it is not always evident. Real life presents real different experiences.
Once I became willing to accept that despite my myriad mishaps and blunders, I was whole perfect and complete in the moment with considerable room to grow, I could more easily consider doing the actions required in this Step. Going beyond my comfort zone in front of others was more than I could do at first. Even now there is still resistance from the ego at times. But it is my willingness to face myself that gives me enough insight to consider facing others.
The first two words of this deceptively simple-sounding step created such a reactive charge in me that I had a lot of work to do before I could even get to the “shortcomings” part of the process.
I get it that I am a spiritual being having a human experience. Sometime though the human part of me bloats up and forgets that I know better. Those times that I kiss up to someone I disrespect to avoid confrontation. Those times I wimp out and don’t state my truth because someone might not like it. Those times that I get an anticipatory thrill out of pushing someone’s button when I know in advance I am about to do so. Those times I make excuses to put off until tomorrow that which I already put off yesterday.
The words “12-Steps” have become so familiar in modern day lexicon that even those who don’t practice a recovery program (or don’t believe they need one) still grasp the connotation. Steps evoke an image of upward travel, or a linear pathway from where I am to where I want to go. “Working the steps” is both.