Lifelines

“It is almost as if we are all playing a big game of hide-and-go-seek. We all hide expecting to be found, but no one has been labelled the seeker. We stand behind the wall, at first excited, then worried, then bored, then anxious, then angry. We hide and hide. After a while, the game is not fun anymore. Where is my seeker? Where is the person who is supposed to come find me here in my protected shell and cut me open? Where is that one who will make me trust him, make me comfortable, make me feel whole? Some people rot on the spot, waiting for the seeker that never comes. The most important truth that I can relate to you, if you are hiding and waiting, is that the seeker is you and the world, behind so many walls, awaits.”            Vironika Tugaleva

We plan in our minds but we live in our feelings. We stop growing emotionally at the same age we begin our addiction life. So in recovery we start at that emotional age when we enter recovery. The healing principle is that as we believe we will get better, we will get better. But choices have to be made. You can’t hold on to misery with one hand and reach for happiness with the other. As the trapeze artist lets go of one bar before she grasps the next one, so also must we give up misery for happiness.

Lifelines are the individual tools we use to learn about ourselves and others. These include hobbies revisited or new; books that help guide us to new understandings; social media channels; etc. Everyone who is interested in recovery has unlimited resources available. Groups, organizations, support, articles, posts, links, email, etc. We will be listing many sources. Our joyful, playful child lives in our creativity. Awakening our creativity gives life fun and purpose.

Personal growth is like the grass, as Walt Whitman wrote in his poem about war, “I am the grass, I cover all”. When I was at Guantanamo Bay, from my office I looked down on the air field below me that was unused and covered in wild grasses. And I understood that as a living creature, I was either living or I was dying. Grass doesn’t get to a certain height and then stop growing. As Bob Dylan sang, “he not busy being born is busy dying”.