Native American 12-Step Take
I went to my Native American 12-step meeting again tonight. I really like that meeting. I have learned more from it about the 12-steps than any other meeting i’ve ever been to. Don’t get me wrong, the other meetings fill a specific niche that this one can’t fill, but I just like this meeting. That’s one thing I’m finding that i like so much about being in recovery — there are many paths, and the roads are truly
w i d e.
The Native American meeting concentrates on teaching the 12-steps, and how to properly do it, and WHY. Another teaches me how to live life, on life’s terms (anonymous groups). Yet another teaches me how to treat and love my body (heart, breathe/lungs, mind, liver, kidneys, etc.) so I can appreciate and care for it (yoga 12-step). Others teach me how to meditate and contemplate deeply about myself and life (buddhist meetings and meditation groups). Then there’s the counseling for matters that are “beyond” the alcohol related issues, as well as the ones that demonstrate the fun in life (sober active groups). I am ALL OVER these wide paths! Funny thing is, the more I travel them, the more they each help me understand the other support systems, and how they all tie to each other.
I don’t know about other people, but if they can find all they need in one kind of recovery path, that’s awesome! But I can’t. I need the wide roads — I’m an alcoholic, so thin lines have always been hard for me to walk. (ba dum bum … eh hem, moving on)
I guess if someone is ever questioning which path was the right path, the answer would have to be, "All paths that lead to the Light, is the right path. Just pick one, and take it."
Gratitude - Day 23 (Monday)
Thanksgiving is around the corner. I wasn’t all that excited about it, really, but tonight, after our meeting, a friend asked me what I was doing for the holiday. When I told her that my family was coming over, I suddenly realized that I had a family to come over for the holiday. It’s the little reminders I get, like the question she asked me, that make me realize how good I really do have it.
So thank you, my dear friend, I appreciate you; and for reminding me that I do still have a family.