In the early years of my recovery, I looked for bread to heal my soul and enliven me. I wanted men to support and teach me the ways of the world, which I was not receiving from my father. I also attended a support group and received therapy during the initial stages of healing. Leven in bread, may cause it to be active and rise. Rising makes the bread fluffy and edible. We want to be careful of the people and groups we allow into our Recovery journey. Do the supports we seek feed us and help us rise or are they leading us toward more anger, suffering, depression, and anxiety?
My Recovery has taught me who the great bakers are and those I need to stay clear of. The men I mentioned were people I eventually did not follow due to their treatment of me. The same is true for the support groups I attended. They had little structure and poor boundaries around sharing, a lack of listening, and making me feel shameful.
When we find ourselves in the middle of a mess when things are not going right jobs are eliminated, our spouse’s job is eliminated, or one of our children wants to come back home because they can’t financially make it, maybe you heard about a terrible illness or the death of someone close – we may ask, “Recovery where are you and why do you abandon us in our time of need?”
Recovery does not abandon us it walks with us every single day of our lives and every moment of our lives. We would do well to remember every moment Recovery is with us. This does not mean we won’t have disappointing moments, or be betrayed, it doesn’t mean we will not have moments of depression or feel lonely. What it means is that it does not own us.
The underlying riverbed of our lives and the joy of understanding Recovery is waiting and always with us.
SuperHuman Being
Peace
Larry
email: ljw@superhumanbeing.net
website: https://superhumanbeing.net/