Well...here we go. First blog, only 51 or so more to go this year! I have spent the better part of the last week mulling the idea of what to even talk about. Recovery, of course. Tallgrass, of course. But this is the very first one. Everything I thought about didn’t seem like something that would have the depth and weight needed to give a “wow” factor…to keep people coming back every week to want to know more. So when I was driving around in the Kaboda, dumping the summer flower pots, with alumnus, Sarah, and we stumbled upon a secret rock garden someone had created, the blog wasn’t the first thing I thought of. My first thought was…”how cool is this?” All the small rocks lined up in a semi-circle on the big rock. I didn’t even know it exsisted here…there is a life lesson coming up, Joan, PAY ATTENTION! This was is what I thought. We climbed out of the cab and took a closer look. What we had missed from the Kaboda’s seat were two eggs. We had no idea why or who had put them there. So, we stood there for a moment, not saying anything. It seemed kind of surreal. Someone had created an offering to their God on our little campus. Which I shouldn’t be, although at that moment I was, surprised. We are a 12 step spiritual recovery campus, after all. I hear all the time (and have said many times, myself) that there is something special about our little place. Alumni come back, as I did, when life “out there” gets heavy. This place, this campus and it’s people…these are what help us out. Lifts our spirits, provides us with direction. We seek out an honest answer to an honest question. We have, after all, gotten sober here. We were taught what the tools are to stay that way. We prayed and learned to meditate. Work hard on ours steps here. Some of us found a relationship with our Higher Power here, one we thought we had lost along the way. So in a way, we alumni, are like those small stones lines up in a semi-circle, all physically unique…but the same. Addicts and alcoholics seeking out another path. I couldn’t help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude. I was standing in front of someone’s moment. Maybe the moment when willingness to try it someone else’s way…just clicked. Sarah and I took a picture and left. I know today that there is something bigger than myself. This is a blessing, for that hasn’t always been the case. I know today that the God of my understanding has had a plan for me all along…sometimes I lose track of that. I tend to forget who is in charge, that isn’t me. Today I am on the other side of my active alcoholism. Today, i can appreciate what it took for someone in their first 30 days without a drink to seek out a quiet spot on our little campus for a moment of prayer. I can appreciate it, because I remember when that person was me.
Keep on keepin’ on…Alumnus 113, Joan S.