The Medicine Wheel

Well, I'm still feeling very sick.  I considered calling into work this morning, but decided to go on ahead and try.  Might not have been the best idea I've ever had.

I'm a homeopathic kind of guy.  I believe that our bodies can heal themselves without much effort as long as we take care of ourselves -- or maybe with a little nudge.  But some of us don't treat ourselves that well, and consequently we've damaged ourselves in some pretty serious ways.  Enter the alcoholic.  We've caused a lot of damage to our being.  At least, I have.  And the damage isn't strictly contained to our physical bodies, either.  We've got mental, emotional, and spiritual damages to boot.  So although doctors can aid us in our physical ailments, they can't always (if ever) help us in the other areas.

As I've stated in my Facebook blog, I'm a huge fan of the Native American 12-step program.  It is very much a class-like structure at the one I attend.  I like this very much, as I feel like I'm learning about how the 12-steps were designed to work, with a Native American spin.  But what's important is to note that the program is working the twelve steps.  Such a brilliant way to explain it all, too.

To the left is the Medicine Wheel.  Most (all?) tribes have the same basic principles and purpose, but not all use the same representation (colors, animals, etc.).  This week, we all got to create our own Medicine Wheel individually, for the group.  That is, one person built it, then it was taken apart, and rebuilt by another member.  The purpose was to give us hands-on experience in creating our own (which, once I understand it all, I will be doing again).  This is something I'm still learning about, so I can't explain it all in detail, but next week, we're going to do it again, and take notes (more than likely the group leader will be the only one building it).

So, more to my point about this evening's blog:
I have been really sick today.  I decided to go see the doctor, and was prescribed antibiotics.  They also prescribed me a cough suppressant, but I refused it because it has codeine in it, and I don't want to be triggered again.  "I'd rather cough until I pass out." I told the doctor.  He changed the script out for a pill that was non-narcotic and non-habit forming.  I've been afraid to take one, but decided to go ahead since I'm going to bed right after posting this blog.  Anyway...

I was feeling much worse before the meeting, so I almost skipped going.  But then Left Side and Right Side began to argue about stupid things, both past and present, and the next thing I know, they were writing out my entire future where I died frightfully alone.  I was getting sick in areas other than my physical health.  I needed medicine of a different kind.

Well, it just so happened that I knew guy who needed a ride to the meeting, and although he had already stated that he was more than okay with missing the meeting (because I was sick), it was a good excuse for me to get out and go pick him up.  So a couple of texts later, we were on our way.

This class tonight was very good for me.  It was definitely some medicine that I needed, and it renewed my spirits.  I am glad that I made myself go, and that we were all able to participate in the exercise.  I am very excited to learn more about the Medicine Wheel and what all of the components and symbols mean and how they work together with the 12-steps.  I really just want to get through the steps (not "rush through" the steps, get through the steps) so that I feel like i can actually help someone else with them.  After all, isn't that what this is all about?