Step 6 Were entirely ready to have God remove all these defects of character.
Step 7 Humbly asked God to remove our shortcomings.
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Drop The Rock A study of Steps 6 and 7
When we first read the sixth step, we thought “This one is easy. Why hold on to our character defects?”
Denial is that part of us that really does not see that we are being dishonest. We can make bizarre behavior make sense. Some of our “character defects” are so ingrained in our personalities that we believe them to be a necessary part of us. Letting go of our need to change or control others is a difficult behavior to change when, we have very little, or no control over a situation. Perhaps we developed dishonest behaviors to make order of our lives, or make difficult situations tolerable.
Shame is the belief that we are “broken”, or that something is wrong with us as human beings. Shame is the core component of addiction.
Addiction is a violent disease that destroys addicts and those who love them. Addiction tells us we are defective human beings that deserve pain and suffering.
Step 6 can give the suffering alcoholic a step towards relief.
Followed by the 7th step, true humility can be attained.
Around summer, I felt the incredible simplicity of Houston and just basic southern living. It was way hot due to the lack of rain and we had to slow way down to function. Known as the city of “fronts, Houston gets the backlash of whatever weather is going on around us. So last summer, we caught a desert fire wind for a few months which has now passed into this amazing winter.
Our winters are mild here in Houston. We have sun almost every day with a cool crispness most would call Fall. It is gorgeous and what I call “Soft.”
The much needed rain falls and we are grateful.
How fortunate we are to live in this laid back city that feels that easy energy! In the winter, we can run every day, be outside in the sun and our energy bills go way down, because we don’t use the air conditioners or much heat.
“Love is a madness; if thwarted it develops fast.
And i don’t feel any different.
The clanking of crystal
Explosions off in the distance
And I have no resolutions
For self assigned penance
For problems with easy solutions
Let’s make believe that we are wealthy for just this once
Lighting firecrackers off on the front lawn
As thirty dialogs bleed into one
Then i could travel just by folding a map
No more airplanes, or speed trains, or freeways
There’d be no distance that could hold us back.
From Anonymous Sober Driver Contributor
Last year I went to my first sober party ever, the week before Christmas. It was really special, because I was doing chemotherapy at the time and I had no hair, no eyebrows, and no eyelashes. I was in a brace because of an operation I had to remove a tumor.
My sober friends scooped me up and put me in the car and then took me to a meeting and asked if I wanted to go to a sober party. Some people from meetings didn’t recognize me.
But nobody was phased. They were all happy to see me and glad I was sober.
I love sobriety.
I went back to the same party tonight. It was great to say “here I am” – “I’m still here, and here’s my hair”.
I’ve heard people say, “God did for me what I couldn’t do for myself.”
I’ve also heard some people say when they first got sober they didn’t know whether to brush their teeth or load the dishwasher.
At 14 months sober, I remember sitting on my couch in my living room next to my sponsor and deciding which oncologist to go to. Just yesterday I thought about that and I got real still because I for the first time I realized the magnitude of what God doing for us what we can’t do for ourselves is.
I Walk Alone
I kept thinking, “it would be great to go to a movie, or a play, or the arboretum, or something fun.
Well, here’s my new thing I’m doing – when I think, “I’d like to do this or do that.” Then I promise myself I’m going to go, EVEN IF I HAVE TO GO ALONE. I order the tickets online, or make dinner reservations. Then I text five friends in recovery and ask if anyone would want to join me. But I go no matter what.
NO MATTER WHAT
The worst thing that can happen is I go see a movie by myself then have five sober friends calling me back over the next 24-48 hours.
If I end up going alone, I get in the car, jam my music and go. And I have to say doing something fun alone is one of the most empowering experiences ever!
The Best Christmas Present Ever
Calls, texts, emails, and letters from sponsees are the best Christmas present I’ve ever received next to the Lone Star Rodeo Barbie my Grandmother gave me when I was 7.
It got really dark for me the other day and I was thinking, “I just don’t think I can do this much longer. What’s the use? Are things really better?”. I keep praying for a Power Greater than me to send me a letter in the mail. Something that would fix the pain.
I stepped outside and had a postcard from a person, we’ll just call them the magic sponsee.
It had a list of four things the magic sponsee is praying for in my life. We’ve been together so long, the magic sponsee knows what my four dreams are.
Thanks, HIgher Power!
Oh Boy! Oh Boy! Oh Boy! The HOLIDAYS are here! What will they be like this year?
Happy New Year!
This is the first day of the rest of your life and it’s going to be AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Have a beautiful day!
You are not alone!
Stay in the rooms!
It’s Getting Crowded in Here
From one of our Sober Driver New Contributors:
Something about the holidays makes a lot of people from my past show up out of the blue.
In my head.
Yeah, they all stop by to remind me about my past mistakes and to review my lack of achievments since then. Old boyfriends, parents, siblings, grade school teachers, bosses, the stupid perfect neighbors, even the little old lady I flipped off while driving two weeks ago. I mean, how can a fifth grade teacher threatening that I will never get into college if I don’t do my homework and an inappropriate professor show up in my head in the same day?
The old tapes just play over and over sometimes.
A wise woman with a lot of time once said, “When I’m at home alone, it gets big and it gets real.”
My head is not my friend, especially during the holidays.
I stay in the rooms often, because after I’ve been at home alone too long, the critics come out to play.
The holidays can be so depressing. Life has been so disappointing and discouraging at times, and there has a been a lot of loss for me. I keep hoping to be like people who glow in meetings, saying, “And I’ve gotten it all back ten-fold”, or “the promises have come true in such a short amount of time”.
It seems like every time I share in a meeting lately people say, “Glad you’re here”.
The trick is to stay connected to my sober support – call one sober person each day, keep my ass in the seat, call my sponsor and pet my dogs. The holidays are hard. But they’re not forever.
Hang in there. Just keep putting one foot in front of the other no matter how painful.
It won’t last forever.
Holidays can be super lonely. We are all expected to be happy and joyous and have the Christmas spirit. Holidays bring up memories that are not always positive and this time of year can trigger depression. One can feel super alone, even when we are in a group of people, even we are with our families or loved ones.
Reaching out to those less fortunate is a good way to get out of ourselves. Keeping connected to meetings and sponsors and sponsees is a good way to keep communication open. This can be a creative time and we can create our own traditions.
If the holidays tend to make you feel alone, go to a meeting or call some one. You don’t have to believe in Santa or Jesus or have a Christmas tree or give presents. Just get stay connected to what your Higher Power is.
Angels come in strange and unexpected packages. Every day is New Year’s Day!
Look for the miracle.
This has been the hardest lesson for most of us.
“Nothing pays off like restraint of tongue and pen. We must avoid quick-tempered criticism and furious, power-driven argument. The same goes for sulking or silent scorn. These are emotional booby traps baited with pride and vengefulness. Our first job is to sidestep the traps. When we are tempted by the bait, we should train ourselves to step back and think. For we can neither think nor act to good purpose until the habit of self-restraint has become automatic.”
Step 10. From 12 x 12
Ferme la bouche
” That means,
“Shut the Fuck up..
Mouth of a Story
Houston weather separates the men from the boys and the women from the grrls and as we all know our punk venues are not the most ventilated or air-conditioned.
So, who’s in for mosh pits and sweaty people falling on your head?
Raising a paw, she smiles…
We were brought up in this heat and crazy and I don’t know if we are just homeys or if it is some kind of religious calling.
We just get it and it’s FUN! and if one is fussy about their looks, I wouldn’t recommend coming out to shows. You can sweat off your Chanel, your hair gel and your lipstick in two seconds!! Heeee
You homeys got my back, right. Sober punks do exist…..
A GREAT WAY TO SPEND SUMMER!!!!!!!
So, if you’re a little adventurous and daring why not come pee in a rickity bath room and drink out of plastic cups and listen to some great music and feel the energy?
Who knows you might even sweat a little?
Happy Independence Day!! Break free Mutha f*ckas…
Ca Ca Convention
Slums of Heaven