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Day 24 New Year Reflection


So it’s 2015 and maybe it’s time for a bit of reflection.  So here are some thoughts on 2014.

What stands out? – Staying clean and sober for the entire year.  It’s a first in many years that I didn’t give in to the addiction.

What excites you? – That I stayed clean and sober.  That I found a great sponsor who inspired me to apply the suggestions and think, think, think.  That I found a great therapist who has inspired me also.

What surprised me? – That I would call my sponsor when I felt I was in a bind or in trouble emotionally, not specifically for AA stuff.   That I would believe in an inner child.

 

What are you proud of? – That I made amends for actions I was impulsive about.  I squared my actions the best that I could without copping out and hoping it would blow over.

What disappointed you? – The distance between action and reaction when I felt a personal affront.  I know I’m learning this but sometimes there was no pause and reaction was first and foremost.

What are you grateful for? – Zillions of things.  My son being healthy being top of the list.  Having a job.  A house, bills paid, car running, good health, the ability to still take long walks, the willingness to stay sober and do the things necessary to stay on that path.  The good friends I have in my life today, Jill, Valentino, Steve, Kit, Rick and many more.  That I dared to write and expose it to friends.

What do you wish that you had experienced? – Winning a big fat scratcher to be honest.

What do you wish that you hadn’t experienced? – Physically the headaches that melted most of my brain cells.  The pain of changed relationships was huge in 2013.

What can I learn from each answer?  What is the lesson?

How can you apply the learning next year? -  Put behind the drama of staying clean and work on acting sober.  That the drama that’s created is created in my head.

What can you stop doing next year? - Stop wanting to have a relationship with every woman that I think is beautiful, cute or playful.

What can you start doing next year? -  Learn to be calm with myself when I’m alone.  That it’s okay to hang out and doing jobs around the house are cool activities.

What can you continue to do next year? -  To keep writing my blogs

What can you do different next year?  - Stop swearing at work.  Seriously, it’s a bad characteristic.

What would you love to experience next year? – I would love to move to North Carolina and get a state job there.

(By taking the time and truthfully reflecting on the past year and then considering what the lessons or learning was from your experiences, you can then have a clear purpose in creating what you want to experience in the next year.
Complete the process by ensuring that your subconscious mindset aligns with your conscious plans and goals.  Discipline, determination and willpower waste so much energy that you could be using for creating new successes.)

1.   I'm grateful for my medication, in that it keeps me from going completely off the rails.
2.   I'm grateful for my dedication to stay sober, stay sane, stay healthy both physically and emotionally.
3.   I'm grateful for my meditation it that it keeps my body still for 20 minutes at a time.  That is huge.

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