“There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.”
“Change your thinking, change your life.”
Dictionary.com has two definitions of “perspective” that when combined add a new dimension to the word:
“The state of existing in space before the eye; or
“The state of one’s ideas; the facts known to give meaning to the interrelationship with what seemingly exists in space before the eye.
I keep learning that I can apply my own ideas and interpretations to that which appears as fact before my very eyes. Changing or widening my focus, or even just stepping away for a short while reminds me that my daily world (small “w”) will keep on turning even when I’m not hovering over it. Things will still be just where they were left off. Most times, crisis averted. And I realize there was likely no crisis in the first place. My concerns, struggles, and problems are also teeny when I declare them as teeny in the perspective of the actual World (capital W).
There is nothing like a vacation away from the daily hustle and bustle to alter my perspective. It’s all too easy for me to get caught up in the “I gotta, I shoulda, and I haveta” as I sense life’s breath on the back of my neck, gaining on me.
And then I find myself stepping onto what appears to be a behemoth cruise ship that dominates the port as she prepares to set sail. Within hours, this thousand-foot-long entity looks like a bathtub toy compared to the vast ocean that surrounds her on all sides as she silently navigates the tide.
I had entered whale country and the laws of the jungle do not apply. Good news is the laws of the universe do and somehow in my smallness I felt more connected to the much bigger picture. Conscious contact.
The ship offers a Friends of Bill meeting every day at 3:30 in a quiet corner of the ship. It also offers no less than 15 bars. Cruise ships have lots of opportunity for drinking; sobriety is tolerated but understandably it’s just not as lucrative as booze. No problem – I drank my fill, just no alcohol.
From my perspective it was splendid to be sober. I was in deep gratitude every day. Gone was any wistful, wishful thought of joining in with the drinkers. I do know the obsession has been lifted and I do not miss it one bit.
We dined with a couple one night who disclosed, as their cocktails loosened up their tongues, that they sensed they might be candidates for AA, but something they chose not to ponder while on board. I nursed my tonic and cranberry feeling festive and clear-headed, and in control of my words and actions. And my bar tab.
From my today perspective, sobriety is the absolute preferred way to go, though I know in my youth I could not imagine having fun unless I was knee deep in alcohol.
I really love being an alcoholic working a spiritual program––as long as I am sober, that is.
- How has your relationship with alcoholism, addiction, or recovery changed your perspective on things?
- What are some ways you change your perspective when you start to feel closed in?
- Is there something going on currently that might be easier if your perspective on it could shift?
In gratitude, harmony and support,