Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Flipped

I think I may have previously posted about this, or something like it. Or maybe someone else did. Either way it is very much on my mind right now.

When I was young, I had dreams of what I wanted to be when I grew up. What kind of career I wanted to have. What kind of man I wanted to be. What I wanted to accomplish during my time on earth. I tried to, at least somewhat, coordinate my actions with those dreams.

Somewhere in the past couple of decades it flipped. I started changing my dreams to align with, or more honestly, to justify my actions.

Dreams replaced by contrivances.

Now my brain is clearing. I’m growing up. Some of those old dreams are coming back…along with some new ones. Now some of my actions are aligned with those dreams. That needs to become more consistent, more natural. I believe I’m on course for that to happen.

I hope and pray I can stay on that course. I have faith it will be worth it.

F

Sunday, August 27, 2006

A Chance A Gift

A common thought that is often shared in AA meetings is that people's lives are much better than they could ever have imagined when they first started in the program...and also much different than they could ever have foreseen. This is usually followed by some sort of acknowledgement that there continue to be problems...often serious ones...but those problems are now faced without drinking or drugging about them. And that, of course, makes all the difference in the world.

This is true for me. When I entered the program in March 2004 I was well on my way to divorcing my wife and moving out of my home. I was spending much more money than I was earning - a lot of it on my "boyfriend" who was starting to look like an inevitable but horrifying next chapter in the sad book of my life. To put it simply, my life was unmanageable and the future held little promise.

None of the scenarios I could play out in my sick mind included: staying married, staying sober, realizing that I had a lot of work to do in healing/restoring/creating a true loving relationship with my life partner, finding a God of my understanding, even understanding what finding a God of my understanding meant, driving to a state correctional facility on the other side of town once a week to talk to prisoners about restoration / redemption / spirituality and being inevitably inspired by them, having a closer than ever relationship with my children, joining that "cult" of religious fanatics called AA, burying my best friend after his tragic, way too early death courtesy of alcoholism, beginning once again to dream the dreams I had as a child and believe there might be a way for them to come true, having a blog, having a beloved cadre of blogbrothers and blogsisters around the world, the list goes ON and ON.

Is it all great? No. I still fight desires for anonymous sex; sometimes successfully, sometimes not. I still ride a rollercoaster of mood swings. I have no doubt that countless miseries await. But that's life.

And now I have a chance to participate in it.

That's a gift.

Take care. I love you all.

Flip

Tuesday, August 22, 2006

Clarification and Recommendation

Clarification

I just want to let you know a few things that may or may not be clear from my blog.

  1. I've never been particularly religious - in fact at times I've been an avowed atheist. I write a lot about spirituality and the God of my understanding in this blog because it is a new and exciting part of my life that has come about because of my involvement in AA. It is very much on my mind these days. Writing about spirituality, and more importantly reading your comments about what I write, helps me immensely in my thinking.
  2. I write a lot about AA because it means a lot to me. It is a gift that has saved my life. I use AA as a blueprint for my life right now. But I'm NOT a spokesperson for AA. I often hesitate to write about it in this forum because of the Eleventh Tradition of AA, which states, "Our public relations policy is based on attraction rather than promotion; we need always maintain personal anonymity at the level of press, radio and films." Obviously this blog is not "at the level of press," but it's important to anyone who reads my blog to understand that I do not represent AA. If I fail, it is not because AA does not work.
  3. I sometimes hesitate to share what is going on in my life because I know what goes up must come down and vice-versa. But it is a true representation of my life. Therefore I usually record the large swings.


Recommendation

Tom recommended the current post, "Church Outside the Bottle" on the blog, The Golden Ass. It is a great view of AA from a non-member's perspective. I found it very interesting, especially in light of my ongoing thoughts on spirituality and religion.

Thanks for the recommendation, Tom. And thanks for helping end my latest pity party, too!

As always, I appreciate all of you more than you will ever know.

Flip

Monday, August 21, 2006

Oh Yeah

Made a decision to turn our will and our lives over to the care of God as we understood Him.

I don't understand what It / She / He is. But I DO understand what She / He / It isn't.

He / It / She is NOT me, my committee or anyone else in the boat with me.

F

Sunday, August 20, 2006

Today's Agenda

My Shitty Committee, the one that resides in my brain overseeing my mental illness, has been working overtime for the past few days. On the agenda for today's meeting:

  • Bisexual and married. What a joke. Try gay, cowardly, dishonest and in denial.

Everyone else in this miserable little lifeboat seems to be either already facing or preparing to face the truth and moving on with their lives - and more importantly letting their victims move on with their lives. Not me. I guess I'm different, unique. I can stay married - or as I put it "not be divorced." Seems to be working really well.

Wish I could write more but need to get back to Craig's List and keep looking for a hookup.

Have a nice day.

Flip

PS Boo fucking hoo. Self-pity is so appealing. I know you are all great and very supportive but please don't encourage this kind of behavior by leaving sympathetic comments. I need to learn.

Thursday, August 17, 2006

If...

...you are concerned about the future of our country and our world I suggest you read this book.

The Middle Mind, Why Americans Don't Think For Themselves,
by Curtis White.

He doesn't blame The Right or The Left. He blames us.

Sunday, August 13, 2006

Entirely is a Whole Lot

From Alcoholics Anonymous

Step Four: Made a searching and fearless moral inventory of ourselves.

Step Five: Admitted to God, to ourselves, and to another human being the exact nature of our wrongs.

Step Six: Were entirely ready to have God remove all these defects of character.

Step Seven: Humbly asked Him to remove our shortcomings.

Step Eight: Made a list of all persons we had harmed, and became willing to make amends to them all.


My first year in AA I mostly wanted to hurry up and get through the 12 Steps as though I could then pronounce myself healed and get on with my life. In meetings, when I heard people explaining the folly of their having held this very belief – and agreed with their logic – deep inside I knew it didn’t apply to me. I was different. Terminally unique as we say in the cult.

Early on that first year I was anxious to start Step Four, my personal inventory. This was the first real assignment – a written exam - where I could demonstrate my superior intelligence and understanding of the task at hand. I knew I could excel at this.

My sponsor had to remind me several times that he would let me know when I was ready. Damn control freak. Eight or nine months into my sobriety he finally told me I was ready and I should start writing my Step Four inventory. At that point I put on the brakes. I had thought it all out in my head. It was as good as done, and I had done a terrific job of it – in my head. Why should I have to take the time to write it down? Of course I didn’t tell my sponsor this, but it’s the closest I can come to describing the process of being anxious to complete the task until I was actually told to complete it, then being almost incapable of making myself complete it. A pattern which was, and continues to be, very common in my life.

A couple of months later my sponsor gave me a hard and fast deadline for Step Four completion – which only had to be extended once.

The morning after completing Step Five (an excruciating review of the Step Four inventory with my sponsor) I set aside an hour or so to sit peacefully near a quiet duck pond near our house. I reviewed my written Step Four and what had transpired during Step Five. Being a good analyst I made a list of my character defects. A shortcomings hit list, if you will. Next I read Steps Six and Seven then looked back at the hit list. Well, of course I was entirely ready to have those defects removed. What a grotesque collection of attributes. There was absolutely no problem humbly asking the god of my (mis)understanding to remove those shortcomings. I said the Seventh Step prayer*. And I really meant it…to the best of my understanding…

In retrospect, if there had been a flash of lightning and my character defects had all been completely removed at that moment, it would have been like having all of my bones removed. I would have fallen to the ground into a quivering, shapeless mass of humanity. My character defects were just about all that was holding me together.

It is now a year and a half later. I have still not done Step Eight. But in the meantime, as has been partially catalogued on this blog, I have continued to enjoy, wallow in, and even refine, some of my character defects. At the same time I have put forth a concerted effort to eradicate many of those same defects. But I have not progressed to Step Eight. My sponsor stands ready to go over the list with me, but he has left it up to me to make the appointment. It has been made once then cancelled by me.

Over the past month or so at least three quarters of the AA meetings I have attended have been Step Six and/or Step Seven meetings…a coincidence I’m sure. A fact also coinciding with my developing a much deeper understanding of Six and Seven…particularly the word “entirely” in Step Six and the fact that these steps do not require me to work tirelessly to eradicate my character defects. They only require me to be honestly, completely...entirely...and humbly ready to have them removed. Not work really hard to remove them, but have them removed. Of course it probably wouldn’t hurt if I put forth a little effort – but the key is willingness not relentless action. And it's up to me neither which ones are removed nor when or even if they are removed.

Sometimes it’s a lot easier to hammer away at life frantically and desperately than it is to wait, contemplate, ask sincerely then let go and be patient. OK, for me not “sometimes.” Always. Up until now.

Have a great day.


Flip



* Seventh Step Prayer, page 76, Alcoholics Anonymous:

"My Creator, I am now willing that you should have all of me, good and bad. I pray that you now remove from me every single defect of character which stands in the way of my usefulness to you and my fellows. Grant me strength, as I go out from here, to do your bidding. Amen."

Tuesday, August 08, 2006

A Dialogue

In my last therapy session I discussed the fact that my wife doesn’t seem that interested in me…how my life is changing through AA, my slow but steady spiritual experience, the interest I have in the service work I do each week. My doctor didn't point out any of the painfully obvious reasons why she might not be completely interested in every little thing I do. And of course he didn't need to.

Touchstones, A Book of Daily Meditations for Men, August 7 passage:

“We love because it’s the only true adventure.”
- Nikki Giovanni

In loving, we meet ourselves. As we have become more honest, we no longer make
excuses about our relationship problems. We can’t blame our troubles on our
partner. Our problems with love were often because we didn’t know how to be
close or we didn’t dare to be.

When we let ourselves engage in this adventure, we meet many obstacles – things we can’t control, and sometimes we want to quit right there. We have arguments and disappointments as well as good feelings. But what adventure is without difficulty or surprises? Part of the reason for choosing new experiences is to confront forces outside our control. A relationship is a dialogue. Only if we stay with it through the frustrations, express our deepest feelings openly, and listen to our partner, do we achieve a new level of understanding and confidence in the relationship. Then deeper levels also open within ourselves.

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Today I will let honesty guide me in this adventure of my love dialogue.


When I’m traveling one of the last things I do each day is call home to talk to my wife. I’m ashamed to admit it, but often I’m so tired by that time I just want to get the call over with. I know that’s not right, and I make a half-hearted effort to converse. But usually the hotel room TV is on and, I’m even more ashamed to admit, often my laptop is on and waiting to be “tuned in” to some less-than-savory websites.

I am out of town this week. Last night, as soon as I got back to my hotel room from dinner I called my wife. I didn’t turn on the TV. I didn’t get out my laptop. I called her and concentrated on talking to her. On listening to her. And when she said she was just babbling and if there was something else I needed to do she would understand, I told her there was nothing else I would rather be doing. And I meant it.

It was nice.

I’m a slow learner. But I’m really glad I have been given a chance to learn at all.

Take care.

Flip

Thursday, August 03, 2006

This Explains a Lot...

Your Penis Name Is...


Curious George
Thanks to Spider for recommending this.
Hope everyone had a good weekend.
Flip
PS I know this is a very lame post. I apologize. I hope to have something a little meatier (?) very soon.
F

Happy Birthday Brad and Spidey

Today is Brad's and Spider's birthday.

I was hoping that my muse would inspire me to quote and / or write something extremely inspirational in their honor. Alas, as of 11 AM, my muse is AWOL.

The best I can do is to say with all my heart that each of these gentlemen, in his own way, has affected my life profoundly.

They teach me. They inspire me. They encourage me. And they demonstrate for me the power of unconditional love.

I hope you both have the wonderful day you so richly deserve.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY - and many happy returns of the day!

I love you,

Flip