Think how it is to have a conversation with an embryo.
You might say, “The world outside is vast and intricate.
There are oceans and mountain passes,
and orchards in bloom.
At night there are millions of galaxies, and in sunlight
the mystery of friendship and love.”
The embryo will answer.
There is no ‘other world.’
I only know what I’ve experienced.
You must be hallucinating.
Imagine now a conversation with an active addict.
You can describe the world of reclaimed life
And the grace of spiritual principles.
And the prospect might say:
There is no ‘other world.’
I only know what I’ve experienced.
You must be hallucinating.
Written by Ermanno Di Febo-Orsini (Inspired by Rumi’s Embryo in the Womb)
Today’s Promise to consider: The addict is consumed inside his own life, obsessed with his own desires and gripped with his need for the next fix. It is nearly impossible for him to recognize that there is a better life on the other side of his misery. Our prayer is that he can stop using, connect with a recovering community and make the decision to live.
This is so true, that the addict is in his own world, thinking about the next fix. What’s so sad is that the brain tells the addict, it HAS to have it or the addict’s body will have consequences. My son knew what the consequences were but addiction never knows how much is too much. The heart stops,the breathing stops. The addict doesn’t know they will never wake up.
If only the addict knew how wonderful their reclaimed life could be, how healthy they would feel, and they wouldn’t feel anymore isolation. I could go on and on…..
The doctors and therapists say there isn’t any concrete answers, but there is hope. And hope can be a parent’s saving grace. But, the addict must feel the hope and want to rid themselves of the hopelessness.
I don’t think my son ever really felt the hopelessness. I don’t think he could ever get past the feeling of trying to find his next fix so he wouldn’t feel drug sick. He needed a daily support group. But, so often, addicts don’t have the transportation or the means to get the support.
I wish I had all answers. I wish I could help all the addicts in the world. But, I can do this – I can pray for all of them. All of them deserve respect as another human being.
I thank God that my son doesn’t have to suffer anymore.
For all the parents of addicts, I pray for you everyday.
Love,
Barbara
Oh, Barbara, I feel the same way. I, too, wish I had all the answers, but there are no absolutes with addiction. We hold out our hands and walk this journey together and with our God. Why do some kids make it and rebirth themselves; why do others die? I have no answers, but I join you in prayer for all those you are suffering.
Love to you, my friend. Thanks for being here. You make a difference.
L
I always thought I could show my daughter the other world, remind her of all the things she use to love to do and beauty around her, show her how much love there was for her.
Trying to understand why she would go back to the world of pain and chaos took me years, and to be honest I’m not sure at times I really do understand.
The hold addiction has on our loved ones is frightening. The fear that my daughter may never find the other world again is one of my greatest fears. I often find myself thinking I must try to show her the way again but I know it is not up to me now.
Waiting is the hardest part.
Love to all
Sue
If there is one thing I’m sure of is that this disease is complex, confounding, and as different for everyone as it is the same for everyone, if that makes sense.
In their own world isolated and suffering. Describes them and us….when we let it be that way
There are no answers to fix anyone, but ourselves. Let it begin with me
Hugs to all. Wish we were all closeby and I could have you all over for coffee
my son has been sober for 2 years!!!!
Why do I still worry? Is bad?
If I send him texts of encouragement , he says they frustrate him.
I’m just trying to be in his life. I fought for him when everyone wanted me to give up , why does he hate me so.
Happiest and proudest mom in the world!!, but sad at the rejection I get.
Mari
Dear Mary,
I was rejected by my daughter once, for something that happened many years ago. She said some horrible things and it was so hurtful. I let her process the anger she had towards me by leaving her alone. I didn’t call her, I didn’t text her. It just about killed me to do this but her rejection, of me, broke my heart.
By leaving her alone, she found a way to get past the resentment towards me and within 2-3 months, she reached out to me with a letter in the mail. She aired out things that were on her mind, and so did I, with a corresponding letter.
Leaving her alone was very difficult for me and I prayed every day for the strength to continue with it. But, now we are closer than ever. I found out something about myself during that time. I was trying to be my daughter’s best friend when I should have just been a mother to her.
2 years sober for your son is huge. Kudos to him!
Hope this helps, Mary.
I wish you peace.
Barbara
Barbara you are so full of wisdom. And I agree with your tactic. Hard to do but helpful.
Mary the only analogy I can give you is that I am dieting and trying to lose weight. This has been my life struggle over the years. Gain lose gain, lose. When I am doing well and my h praises my efforts or weight loss it irritates me. I prefer him not to mention it. It’s my thing….
Hope that helps.
And sober two years is a huge accomplishment.