Monday, May 27, 2013

Sweet Salvation

"...Caught up in an endless scene, Edie
Paradise a shattered dream
Wired on the pills you took, Edie
Your innocence dripped blood, sweet child..."
-The Cult, Edie (Ciao Baby)

Sixteen years ago (when I lived in NYC) I decided to try a few Alcoholics Anonymous meetings. I assume most of you know that one of the principles of AA’s traditions is the belief in God, as we understand him/her/it/them. Without this belief and understanding of a Power greater than us, it is impossible to follow the program as it is designed. I’ve been an Atheistic-Agnostic since the age of fourteen. I certainly enjoyed the free coffee and cookies at these meetings, but felt it was Cultish with their creepy system of ritual practices, their uncanny friendliness & eager admittance. They were too churchly and dogmatic as far as I could tell. It was depressing to hear their stories, and I had yet to live through the rock bottoms that these losers had- and I held steadfastly on to that false belief.
I might have spared myself and my family years of suffering had I kept my narrow-mind of the time a little more open. There for the grace of God go I.
I realize I am where I’m supposed to be now. I would not be the person I am, were it not for all the terrible lows I suffered. For it is through adversity that I’ve evolved.
Many of my friends think that AA is a cult. Maybe it is. If so, it’s one that’s currently not only saving my life but also encouraging me to be the best version of myself that I can be.
Also, I don’t have to shave my head, have sister-wives and the cookies are often delicious.


AHibbs said...


AHibbs said...

work it, you're worth it!

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