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“Be quick to see where religious people are right, make use of what they offer.” (Alcoholic Anonymous, pg. 87)

Photo by John L

St. Mary’s Church, Nicasio, CA – December 2022

By Dede H.

If only my spouse treated me better
What if my candidate became president?
If my dog didn’t pee on the carpet
I wouldn’t drink today

If only my friend would call soon
What if global warming could be abated?
If it didn’t snow so much
I wouldn’t drink today

If only my mother was a kind woman
What if organizations ran better?
If my cat didn’t shed on my chair
I wouldn’t drink today

If only neighbors were dependable
What if war became obsolete?
If my car ran perfectly
I wouldn’t drink today

If only I didn’t drink everyday!
What if I never drank to not care?
If I don’t drink today
I won’t be ashamed tonight

By John W

Drawn in the Sand
A spent wave obliterating
The once fine border
Until the water recedes
Revealing…The Line, resolute!

Hell is a relative state
Here today, gone tomorrow, for eternity
Never leaving me alone
Always here, Hell is alone
Worse, when Hell is with you

Or is Hell a Line?
My Line, not Yours
Waiting beneath my almost spent wave
Waiting resolute, waiting to spring
Anew, fresh and distinct

Unavoidable, A Line one cannot
Walk around or jump over,
Fueled by Ego, driven by Fear, tempered by Drink,
Hardened by Life, impervious to emotion
The Line is somewhere, waiting….waiting

Like a siren, it beckons to me
It lures me for a sucker punch
My Line, not yours, is waiting, calling me
Come to It I can, Come to It I will
Come to It I must…It calls to me, calls to me…

Can I survive It, this Bottom, this time?
Have I crossed The Line?
Have I stepped too far…
Have I crashed too hard…
This time does only Death await me?

My time has come,
My choice is at hand
My time has come,
No longer can I go without change,
For only despair, only darkness awaits.

A willingness to change
Bespeaks hope
Still today I cannot help but cross The Line…
NO! Today I will not cross..
The Line…

Today, with help, I choose to say “No”!
Today, with help, I see My Line, not yours
Today, with help, I choose to stay sober.
Today, with help, just for today, I won’t pick up.
Today, with help, will be a lifetime of tomorrows.

Living by the Dictates of My Conscience
By Rick R.

“Desperation” has been the great motivator for me in the thoroughness I have applied since the day I surrendered and came to Alcoholics Anonymous searching for solutions to my out of control drinking problem. Not everyone that comes to A.A. has this degree of desperation. That, I believe, is the difference in the degrees of success that we have when it comes to abstaining from alcohol. 

The reality is that not everyone gets it on their very first attempt. With time comes understanding and once I got beyond the initial stages of recovery it became clear to me that alcohol did not cause my problems, although it eventually became a problem. My mental and emotional troubles started surfacing long before I ever started drinking and I now realize that the drinking masked most of my mental and emotional difficulties for a long time. My tolerance for alcohol started to dissipate and the heavy drinking became an obvious problem. I failed at marriage, jobs, friendships, parenthood and trust with just about every one that knew me. I burned so many bridges that finally I had no place to turn. By some miracle, I woke up one morning and with no other options I desperately called A. A. for help. 

I was finally ready and from that day on over 53 years ago, I have never wanted a drink since. The obsession to drink has never showed its face again but had I not recognized the reason that drinking seemed to work in the early days and the mental and emotional problems would be exposed when I stopped drinking and would need to be addressed if I was ever going to be at peace with myself and with the world around me. I feel fortunate that from that very first day I have not been in denial about my condition and have embraced what I recognized to be the solution to my disease and the pathway to a future of the contentment that I enjoy today as the result of that thoroughness that I have applied to every facet of my life. 

I had to relearn how to be a husband, a father, a brother, a friend, an employee, a neighbor, a partner and a citizen. I had to become an asset and not a liability. I had to question my motives for everything I did and assure that I stayed on the unselfish side of the ledger. I found it helpful to revisit the spirit of the things that I learned as a child in church, school, and in the Boy Scouts… and apply them where the selfish and dishonest habits had ruled my life. 

I came to understand how my ego had taken over all my mental properties and I had to let my conscience slowly regain control of my virtues. The A.A. program was there when I was ready to throw in the towel and it helped me to recognize all of these changes. It doesn’t go into detail about how to meet these noble goals of how to be a good husband, father, friend… so I had to learn from other experienced sources about the details of these issues and go about reprogramming my inner self to incorporate all these components of right living. These things take time and they do not happen overnight, but I could not let that stop me from beginning this new journey and giving me a purpose for living. I am extremely grateful that the A.A. Program was established just in time to be available to save this broken spirit and turn me into the person that I am today as I override my ego and simply live by the dictates of my conscience.