embrace
c.1300, from O.Fr. embracer “clasp in the arms, enclose,” from en- “in” + brace “the arms,” from L. bracchium (neut. pl. brachia). Replaced O.E. clyppan, also fæðm.
Online Etymology Dictionary, © 2001 Douglas Harper
Last night, late, I stepped out on my front porch to smoke a cigarette. I still smoke cigarettes. For some reason cigarettes have been harder to give up than booze and crystal meth, but I digress. I was standing on my front porch in a cold fog, looking across the street, watching two neighbor couples embrace.
The first couple live in the yellow clapboard house with the white picket fence on the corner across the street. I’m guessing they entertained last night because at this unusual hour the wife, a petite blond in her early 30s, was in the kitchen washing dishes. I saw her husband walk up behind her and place his arms around her and nuzzle her neck while they swayed. It was a picture of the kind of domestic happiness that I have often longed for but never really had, at least not for any meaningful time. I’ve never really touched life that deep. It feels like no one has ever really loved me like that -all the way through. Perhaps it is that I have never loved them back. One would think I could get the direction right since in some ways it is my most obvious and most painful disappointment.
At the same time, two doors down, the shirtless figure of the muscle boy who my friend Lindsey is engaged to, was on the front porch of their house being held, the way you hold someone who has suffered a sudden and terrific loss, by a woman I didn’t recognize. Behind him was a tall, older man with his hand on the boy’s shoulder, telling him he was fine. It’s OK. You’ll be alright. The older man opened the front door and asked if muscle boy had a shirt. It was, after all, only about 40 degrees outside. A hand reached out a shirt from inside the house. “Dad? What are you doing here?” the boy slurred as his father dressed him. Father and mother held their drunken son up as they walked down the steps and to the car and drove away from the young couple’s house. I see this boy in meetings. My friend Lindsey just celebrated 2 years clean and sober. Obviously she’s no Lois Wilson. She told me this morning that she’s broken off the engagement.
One couple clasped in the arms of love, the other in the grip of this disease.
I guess it has had me thinking about which is worse and how; to long for the embrace of an undiscovered beloved or to be in the embrace of hopelessness and futility. They are both awful. They are both lonely. At times I’ve felt like both were killing me. Lately I’ve watched people I love struggle with each of these and I’m finding it harder and harder to watch the struggle in a detached way -probably because the struggle still exists within me. The examples are all around me but two of them in particular seem to have ‘embraced’ me. One of these young women is pretty and smart and sweet and she is sensible in many ways. However, she is obsessed with what she cannot have. I think my suffering over the IFX demonstrates that I know something about obsessing over what I can’t have. Unlike my own experience though, the object of her obsession suddenly became available to her. She responded by running away, forcing this amazing man who loves her to retreat. She has responded by chasing him again.
The other young woman has been in and out of the rooms for over two years but can’t seem to stay sober for more than 30 days at a time. Yet she insists on calling on herself at every meeting and actually giving people advice. She yammers on endlessly about having a wonderful relationship with her higher power (lower case mine and intentional) and how she is working steps and has a wonderful sponsor and how much she has endured and remained sober and “what this program has given” her. Her first or second sentence always begins with the words, “I can honestly say.”
I must care about the first woman more because I haven’t pulled her aside to say, “You stupid, selfish bitch. Can’t you see what you’re keeping yourself from?” I wasn’t so well behaved with the second woman who I did pull aside last night. I believe my words were, “You don’t know shit about shit. You can’t “honestly say” anything. And shut the fuck up. You need this as bad as anyone here and you’re not going to hear it if you’re talking.” The rule I observe about not sharing in a meeting unless I’m called on or unless I’m dying has saved me more than once from either being her, with something to say on every subject and on every occasion- or unloading on her at meeting level. G-d seems always to make sure that I am not called on or (on a couple of occasions) called out of the room for some reason right before my head pops.
Why, I wonder, can’t they simply embrace the truth? Then again . . .
why can’t I?
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Tags: 1st Step, 4th Step, Acceptance, Courage, Faith, Honesty, Humility, inventory, Perserverance, Trust God, Willingness








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February 24, 2008 at 10:22 pm
Dirty Dishes
You forgot the rest of it, “They are not at fault”. My friend Scott put it best, “There are some people who come to rooms of AA and they fly around and fly around and pretty soon they just fly up their own ass” I have never actually told anyone to shut the F-up at a meeting, but I have wanted to, and wanting to, ment that I had to take a look at myself, and why they bothered me so much.
February 25, 2008 at 12:52 am
BoyGrowsUp
“But for the grace of God go I…” comes to my mind reading your post. Please don’t take this as a criticism of your telling the gal off. I am writing as someone who has felt as you feel, has acted as you acted, and at the end of the day, came to the conclusion that I was motivated out of frustration about myself rather than by a justified, righteous notion of “speaking the frank truth.” You may conclude something totally different of course.
I think of the times (hundreds? thousands?) in 48 years when I knew I possessed something the poor schmuck next to me did not have. Insight, knowledge, willpower, virtue, faith…whatever. The conclusions I made about my superior qualities inevitably led me to a downfall. Either I made a fool of myself, or I was proved wrong, or I was humiliated for my arrogance, or I quietly came to see that it all mattered not and was a futile and faulty notion to seek to put others “right.”
And that is where I am still. It matters not. It helps not. We each walk in unique shoes. Thus, our paths are different because they simply can’t be the same. Thus, we see things at different times than others, if at all. Thus, it is best not to judge — ourselves, or others. And, most importantly, others don’t gain truth by having us dump it on their head.
This largely remains theory for me, as I fail miserably to demonstrate what seems so true and right. But I hope I am making sense to you, and not coming off as a know it all. Because I am not, and I (honest to God) read every post you write and absolutely love and admire your sincerity and honesty and want to learn more from you!
Your friend on this somewhat ill defined path:
B.G.U.
February 25, 2008 at 1:31 am
Chris
I know. And that’s really a part of what I meant by “why can’t I”.
Why can’t I see the truth that I don’t need to interfere. I don’t have all the fucking answers either. We all are just doing the best we know how at any given time and I can’t make them see any more than they can see. At least today I can see that the one who I need to worry about is me. Unless I’m doing the deal how do I expect to be able to be useful?
Crap.
February 25, 2008 at 6:33 am
pat
Probably because the truth is too hard to grasp. If you accept the truth then you have to do something to change it. Great post Tex.
February 25, 2008 at 10:07 am
penni
dude.
i always hear “if you have something that is bothering you, get with someone at the meeting — don’t take it home with you,” which is what that lady mary did when she had an issue with me knitting during a meeting and that i would “get more out of the rooms” if i simply put my knitting down and paid attention. i said she was wrong and i can multi-task, but this is about you, not me.
so i guess telling me to stop knitting was pretty gentle compared to what The Honestly Says One heard, eh?
and with all the love in the world, because you know i love you so much, i find if i have a real issue with someone, it is because something they do irritates that something in me that needs to be mended. in other words, we despise most in others what we should despise most in ourselves.
freaking ouch.
you are working your program. you know there is no easier, softer way. you’ve just gotten over being sick, your throat was hurting again recently, your job situation is tanked and you have every right to be bitter. or not. you can choose, right?
did you drink?
did you smoke meth?
did you go to a meeting yesterday?
then i’d say you are doing pretty well. “don’t drink and go to meetings” was what a wise sage told me very recently. sometimes the best advice we can take is what we would give out to others.
love you.
February 25, 2008 at 5:46 pm
Marc
It’s not like me to quote from the Big Book or NA’s Basic Text, but I found this passage very helpful. Irritation with individuals in the program and the way and what they share about is as old as the program itself. That’s why the came up with this.
February 23
Messages and messengers
“Anonymity is the spiritual foundation of all our traditions, ever reminding us to place principles before personalities.”
Tradition Twelve
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The Twelfth Tradition reminds us of the importance of putting “principles before personalities.” In recovery meetings, this might be paraphrased, “don’t shoot the messenger.” We often get the message confused with the messenger, and negate what someone shares at a meeting because we have personality conflicts with the person speaking.
If we are having problems with what certain people have to share at meetings, we might want to seek the guidance of our sponsor. Our sponsor can help us concentrate on what’s being said rather than who’s saying it. Our sponsor can also help us address the resentments that may be keeping us from acknowledging the value of some particular person’s recovery experience. It is surprising how much more we can get out of meetings when we allow ourselves to do as our Twelfth Tradition suggests, focusing on recovery principles rather than personalities.
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Just for today: I will practice the principle of anonymity in today’s NA meeting. I will focus on the message of recovery, not the personality of the messenger.
February 26, 2008 at 11:28 pm
BoyGrowsUp
This post brought out a point I had not run across before: that 12-step meeting protocol typically requires an attendee to speak only when called on? Is that written down somewhere? I’m not a 12-step expert (never even read the Big Book), but in my CMA meetings it is only rarely that the speaker or meeting leader calls on anyone. It usually is an open session.
Just curious.
February 27, 2008 at 12:49 am
Chris
That really depends on the type of meeting it is. I tend to favor meetings that are spontaneous myself, but often that type of meeting attracts people who have no idea what recovery is all about and, to quote Norma Desmond, “they open up their mouths and out comes talk. Talk, talk, TALK! They’ve made a rope of words and strangled this (program).” I hijacked most of the ideas from a link that was forwarded by Irish FOB and refined them a bit and I make an effort to adhere to them when I share and when I chair a meeting. “How to Share in a Meeting“
February 27, 2008 at 4:27 pm
Marc
As far as blogging about what goes on in a meeting, shouldn’t we consider adhering to “what you see here, what you hear here, let it stay here?” I know we don’t know these people and you don’t identify them, but aren’t you rather treading on the idea of a confidential and safe space by elaborating on how someone shares in the rooms? (Certainly some of your Boise readers know of whom you speak.)
I think we’re already in a grey area blogging about our participation in the program vis-a-vis The 11th Tradition, (I argue with myself about it, and am trying to share more generally about recovery than I used to because of it) but I don’t think this is so grey.
February 28, 2008 at 4:43 am
Chris
“You ought to know how strongly Dr. Bob favored the idea of letting your name and address and phone be known so that people could get help. Same for Clarence Snyder and almost every early AA. They had rosters, names, addresses, phones, etc.” Dick B.
Talking about my experience isn’t breaking anyone’s anonymity but my own. And then one has to work to figure out my last name. I don’t claim to be a poster boy for AA - simply a member - meaning someone who desires to stop drinking. The only thing I’ve shared here that happened in a meeting was 4 words at the beginning of a sentence. I don’t claim to have all the answers or even to have very many of the answers. But I DO practice the steps outlined in the book Alcoholics Anonymous and I practice them THE WAY they are outlined in the book and in doing so I have been delivered from a hopeless state of mind and body from which I despaired of ever recovering. God made that possible.
I wasn’t a very anonymous drunk/addict. I’m not a very anonymous recovering person. But I don’t claim to be a spokesperson for AA or any other type of recovery. This blog is not an advertisement for AA. I only speak for myself.
And if you struggle with the gray area maybe you should pick up a pen and write on it. Just a suggestion.
February 28, 2008 at 4:01 pm
Marc
Talking ONLY about YOUR experience? “The other young woman has been in and out of the rooms for over two years but can’t seem to stay sober for more than 30 days at a time. Yet she insists on calling on herself at every meeting and actually giving people advice. She yammers on endlessly about having a wonderful relationship with her higher power (lower case mine and intentional) and how she is working steps and has a wonderful sponsor and how much she has endured and remained sober and “what this program has given” her. Her first or second sentence always begins with the words, “I can honestly say.””
Excuse me, Chris, but how is that NOT discussing 1) another person 2) things that have gone on in meetings? No you are not identifying anyone by name, and the only people who would know who you are talking about are other Boise AAers, I still that it is not respecting the idea that what happens in a meeting stays in a meeting, as far as the outside world, and certainly it’s focussing on personalities over principles–rather at odds with the big book quote per entry blogger I’ve noticed in you over the past 6 months. Of course we exchange numbers in meetings. But the 11th Tradition reads: “We need always maintain personal anonymity at the level of press, radio, TV and films.” Bill W. could not have predicted the Internet, but I do think we should at least consider in the blogosphere the degree to which we are treading in a grey area discussing so specifically what happens in meetings. I HAVE written a lot about it, and thought about it, and have concluded that the need to carry the message outweighs the need for anonymity. I will ALWAYS say AA got me sober, even in a relatively public forum as my blog, because I think people need to know that’s where the solution is. But I will no longer report anything that’s happened in a meeting, even anonymously. That’s a decision I’ve come to over time, and it’s a personal one, but I think the issues I bring up should be seriously considered by any blogger and I don’t see how your comment addresses them at all.
February 29, 2008 at 12:16 am
Chris
It is rather presumptuous of you to assume that I advertise this blog to other Boise AAs. I could go on ad infinitum about your impertinence. I could delete your comments. I could point out that the 11th tradition is about the public relations policy of the movement. I could point out that the general characteristics by which I identified this woman could apply to any one of dozens of similar women. I could share with you that after carefully considering my part and how I may have harmed her and going to her to make amends she told me to not be ridiculous, that she was grateful, that she was meeting her sponsor in 10 minutes because she thought I was right and that she better get to work. And if the statement “Why, I wonder, can’t they simply embrace the truth? Then again . . .why can’t I?” isn’t about the first principle then nothing is.
February 29, 2008 at 5:04 pm
Marc
My impertinence? Where the hell is that coming from?
Chris, I simply think these are all valid points of discussion. The nature, depth and extent of anonymity is not cut and dry–there are a lot of gray areas. I still think there’s an argument to be made to not discuss what goes on in a meeting, even anonymously, but if you are completely comfortable with your conduct in this domain, and absolutely sure of how the 11th tradition should be interpreted, then there’s no reason you should be so defensive about my bringing up these issues.