This past week has been among the most stressful since I came into sobriety. It was some amazing highs and progress with a struggling family member and some (or by my perception) crushing lows. It was an entire week of feeling that my body was on "high alert" for whatever, might be coming.
On my own throughout this, I found myself physically, emotionally, mentally and spiritually depleted and sitting in a government agency parking lot on a Wednesday night instead of my meeting. Watching the sun go down from my car and feeling these intense emotions was as far as I could go. I called my sponsor and had a long talk with her. Such gratitude. I know all I have to do is pick up the phone and I will be surrounded by the beautiful men and women in the program and I was.
Today I am off to yoga and I will be working on turning my worries over to my higher power and letting go. It's the letting go I struggle with. I have many balls in the air and when a couple drop, they all come tumbling down. It's for me how many of those balls I choose to pick back up.
On my own throughout this, I found myself physically, emotionally, mentally and spiritually depleted and sitting in a government agency parking lot on a Wednesday night instead of my meeting. Watching the sun go down from my car and feeling these intense emotions was as far as I could go. I called my sponsor and had a long talk with her. Such gratitude. I know all I have to do is pick up the phone and I will be surrounded by the beautiful men and women in the program and I was.
Today I am off to yoga and I will be working on turning my worries over to my higher power and letting go. It's the letting go I struggle with. I have many balls in the air and when a couple drop, they all come tumbling down. It's for me how many of those balls I choose to pick back up.
