Kind of a meditation today had to do with helping others. It was something that was on my mind on and off all week. Not just alcoholics, but some I know around in my life.
Part of that is talking and listening. I learned that from my sponsor and others in this program. I learned it from the 12 Steps, what I have read and tried to practice. Particularly the line “to practice these principles in all of our affairs”. And these principles? They’re spiritual in nature. Part of what helps me to stay sober.
With others in this program, who call or write, I try to listen and, if I can share some of my experience with them, I do. I really don’t have to pay attention to whether or not they hear what I say. That’s really none of my business. What I do know is that I’m the one who is helped. Always.
The same is true, when I have a problem(s), and I call or go see them, if nothing else I can assume that they have the same reaction. I’m helping them and what I can gather from them helps me.
I always think to myself that in one way or another my Higher Power is working through both of us. Praying in the morning sets me up for this thought. That and meditation. My readings at night. Thinking and praying during the day. And, of course, going to meetings and making contact there.
Then there are the others in my life. Hopefully my children. Relatives. Sometimes someone I meet unexpectedly. The opportunity is always going to be there, if I’m open to it. Have to confess that sometimes I am and then not so much. But, if I back off and think about it, like I did this morning, I can pick up my phone and call someone I know could use a conversation.
The help I know I can give does not have to be aimed at a problem someone might have. Sometimes just doing it is enough. I have found that out over time. When my sponsor’s widow was ill and in her final year, I would often pick the phone up and call. I’ve done that with others.
Why am I thinking about this? Like I said, it’s part of staying sober. Thinking about the spiritual life I’m supposed to be living. In fact, just before I sat down that thought came to me. Am I actually living a spiritual life? Truth is I don’t know. I hope I am. All I can do is try.