Today our group talked about something I have rarely gone back to. And that’s those often wild and drunken dreams we have in our sobriety. The truth was, when it came to me, that I haven’t thought about these dreams in a long, long time.<\/p>\n
Some pointed out that it was these dreams, which took them back to drinking again and again. Others talked about how these dreams haunted them and confused them for periods of time. Some said they were often torn up with desires to go back and drink, but how others were able to change their minds over time. <\/p>\n
I knew, when this was going on, that I had to sort through these dreams, which I haven’t thought about. I can remember that I was subject to these dreams for quite a while. They would often come to me on the occasion of my sober anniversaries. Like so many I was slightly depressed and confused after each one. <\/p>\n
But, as I sat there thinking about them I was suddenly struck and surprised by that dream I had forgotten until this moment. It was the dream that changed it all for me. In that dream I remembered that I was with a lovely woman I didn’t know. She took my breath away, when she took all her clothes off and offered me a drink of whiskey. I know I shook my head and said “No!”. Then I turned away and walked out. That was the dream. <\/p>\n
After I awoke, I recalled that I went and talked to someone about that dream. I know that I was amazed that this dream was what it was. But why? I wondered. I talked to this long sober person, who pointed out to me that it was a gift. And then it became clear to me. It was a dream of gratitude. Despite this awful disease of alcoholism, I could never forget what a wonderful gift I was given by my Higher Power, when I had prayed and begged to be free of the power alcohol had over me, forcing me to always drink, drink, drink, and drink. I couldn’t stop no matter what. Alcohol owned me up until that moment, when I begged my Higher Power to free me of the powerful hold alcohol had over me. <\/p>\n
I remember that I had been finally told about a place where men and women met and stayed sober together. That’s when I told the God of my understanding that I would do anything He wanted me to do and would go there. I knew nothing about alcoholism or AA up until I came here. All I knew was that I was going to commit suicide, until a friend told me about this meeting. That opened the door within, which helped me to stop and pray and ask for help.<\/p>\n
I awoke the next morning, after I prayed, and, for the first time, the alcohol was gone from my life. I could hardly believe it. I didn’t want a drink of alcohol. It was a miracle.<\/p>\n
Over the early years in here, like I said about the date that I did stop, I would be “troubled” by these drunken dreams. Yet, like I said, there came this time, when I had that dream where I could not be tempted to take a drink. It was an act of gratitude to stay sober a day at a time. <\/p>\n
Anyway I was glad that I had been reminded about this sober dream. It also was a reminder to me to be at an AA meeting and staying sober a day at a time. I need to be thankful to my Higher Power, this program, and all those, who have helped me through the years in here. It was a spiritual awakening. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Today our group talked about something I have rarely gone back to. And that’s those often wild and drunken dreams we have in our sobriety. The truth was, when it came to me, that I haven’t thought about these dreams in a long, long time. Some pointed out that it was these dreams, which took … <\/p>\n