Endigar 1070

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , on October 24, 2025 by endigar

From Courage to Change of Oct 21:

Many times I have said, “I wish I had faith.” And what I’ve heard from so many wise Al-Anon members is, “Surrender your lack of faith to your Higher Power, and ask for faith.”

I have said, “I know I am powerless, but I feel so helpless, frightened, hopeless,” and I have been told I had the option to surrender those feelings and ask for what I need. Powerless does not mean helpless. In fact, it can lead us to a source of enormous power – the power to carry out God’s will.

I have also said, “I can’t figure out what God wants me to do, though I’ve prayed for guidance.” My loving Sponsor always says, “God doesn’t speak in code. Ask for clarity, and then trust that you will get it when the time is right.”

When in doubt, I am learning that the answer is to ask.

Today’s Reminder

After years of asking only for a particular solution to a problem, such as, “Please make the alcoholic stop drinking!” — I need to learn a better way to ask for help. Today I will meditate for a few minutes on what I need, and then I will ask a Power greater than myself to help me with it.

“Even if we have struggled with the idea of a Higher Power, we have learned that asking for help works…” ~ In All Our Affairs

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Powerless, Not Helpless

There’s a subtle but vital distinction here. Powerless means recognizing that I cannot control outcomes, people, or timing. Helpless would mean believing that therefore, nothing can be done. But in recovery, surrender is never the end of movement—it’s the alignment of movement with truth. The moment I surrender my powerlessness, I open the door for a greater power to act through me. This is not passivity; it’s participation in grace.


Asking Without Prescription

For many of us, our prayers began as negotiations: “Please make the alcoholic stop drinking.” But the Step tradition teaches us to shift from asking for what we want to asking for what we need. It’s a discipline of trust—believing that the solution may look different, and that transformation often begins in our perception, not in our circumstances. When I ask simply, “Help me with this,” I move from manipulation to relationship.


God Doesn’t Speak in Code

What a freeing reminder. When we can’t hear, it’s rarely because God is cryptic—it’s because we are still translating divine language through fear. The answer to prayer often begins as peace, or a subtle loosening of tension. Clarity comes as we grow willing to stop deciphering and start listening.

Endigar 1069

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on October 23, 2025 by endigar

From Courage to Change of Oct 20:

As a child, I would get down on my hands and knees for the longest time, just to watch a caterpillar crawl around. It never seemed to go very far, yet I patiently waited just in case it should do something spectacular. It never did, but I didn’t mind, because simply watching this peculiar-looking creature gave me pleasure.

Remembering this makes me question how many such precious moments are passing me by unnoticed because I am so focused on other things. Before Al-Anon, I spent years ignoring life’s beauty because I was too busy trying to get all the alcoholics to stop drinking, and in recovery I’ve lost many, many hours waiting to solve a problem or be freed of a character defect. Today I am learning to make room in my life for the wonders life has to offer.

Today’s Reminder

I am learning to choose where to focus my attention. Appreciating life’s simple gifts may take some practice, but as I become more aware of the beauty that is all around me, it gets easier to appreciate the beauty within.

“Just for today I will be unafraid. Especially, I will not be afraid to enjoy what is beautiful…” ~ Just for Today

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Unfortunately, part of living sometimes digresses into a battle of egos, both inside and outside my cranial cocoon. The idea of becoming “childlike” is a way of reframing life through the lens of innocence, humility, and trust. To become as a child isn’t to regress into naivety but to return to a state of openhearted presence. When I stop striving to control outcomes and instead kneel down, paying attention to what is, I can discover a new way of seeing. The childlike gaze turns ordinary moments — a crawling caterpillar, a morning cup of coffee, a shared laugh — into portals of divine reality.

In recovery, we begin to reclaim that posture. The compulsive urgency that once drove us — to fix, to solve, to control — slowly gives way to attentive curiosity. The world hasn’t changed so much as our gaze has softened. We start noticing that grace doesn’t always arrive as fireworks; sometimes it crawls, unhurried, across a leaf.

Where do I choose to place my attention? To focus on others’ drinking or my own defects is to live in reaction. To turn toward beauty is to live in response. That shift — from reacting to responding — marks a quiet revolution of the soul. The caterpillar becomes the teacher of patient transformation, the reminder that life unfolds on its own timetable, not ours.

I have permission to inhabit peace without guilt, to rest in awe without needing to earn it. In such moments, we rediscover our own metamorphosis: the frightened controller slowly becoming the gentle witness, wings not yet visible but forming all the same.

Endigar 1068

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 22, 2025 by endigar

From Courage to Change of Oct 19:

I have recently been reminded that I am not responsible for the workings of the entire universe. An unexpected transfer at my job sent me to a new city, and I had only one week to find a place for my family to live. After three unsuccessful days, I grew frantic. I had been in Al-Anon long enough to know that I needed a meeting. Listening to others share about taking care of our responsibilities and trusting a Higher Power with the rest, I was reminded that I could only do my best. I could do the footwork, but I couldn’t force the house to appear. I had to let go and let God. On the last day of my search, I found a wonderful place to live.

Struggling and worrying didn’t help me to solve my problem. Doing my part and trusting my Higher Power with the rest did.

Today’s Reminder

What I can’t do, my Higher Power can. When I let go and let God, I am free to take risks and to make mistakes. I know that I am powerless over many things. Today I can take comfort in knowing that I don’t have the power to ruin God’s plans.

“Have courage for the great sorrows of life and patience for the small ones; and when you have laboriously accomplished your daily task, go to sleep in peace. God is awake.” ~ Victor Hugo

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NOTE: Victor Hugo (1802–1885) was a French writer, poet, playwright, and political activist, widely regarded as one of the greatest and most influential authors in the French language. His works helped shape 19th-century literature, politics, and art — bridging Romanticism, social justice, and the human condition.

Literary Achievements

Hugo’s writing spanned poetry, drama, and novels. His most famous works include:

  • Les Misérables (1862): A sweeping novel about redemption, justice, and the struggle of the poor in post-revolutionary France. Its central figure, Jean Valjean, became an archetype of moral transformation.
  • The Hunchback of Notre-Dame (Notre-Dame de Paris, 1831): A Gothic masterpiece that revived interest in medieval architecture and led to the preservation of the actual cathedral.
  • Poetry Collections: Such as Les Contemplations (1856) and La Légende des siècles (1859–1883), which reveal Hugo’s deep spiritual, philosophical, and moral preoccupations.

Political & Social Vision

Hugo was not just a writer but a moral force and reformer.

  • He opposed the death penalty, championed free education, and advocated for the poor.
  • As a political figure, he served in France’s National Assembly but went into exile for nearly 20 years after opposing Napoleon III’s coup (1851).
  • During exile on the island of Guernsey, he wrote some of his most powerful works, using literature as an instrument of resistance and hope.

Philosophy & Spirituality

Hugo saw the universe as a living expression of divine order and viewed humanity’s progress as a spiritual ascent toward enlightenment. He believed that love, conscience, and imagination were sacred forces driving human evolution — ideas visible in his blend of mysticism, humanism, and compassion for outcasts.

Legacy

Victor Hugo’s influence extended far beyond literature:

He’s entombed in the Panthéon in Paris, among France’s most revered figures.

He inspired social reforms in France.

His works continue to be adapted into stage and screen productions worldwide.

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There’s a peculiar kind of arrogance hidden in panic. When the writer says they were “frantic” after three days, it isn’t just exhaustion; it’s the ego imagining itself to be the hinge on which destiny turns. The fear underneath is: if I don’t make this happen, no one will.

Recovery interrupts that illusion. It replaces the desperate driver with a humble traveler who can finally rest at the window and let the scenery pass. “Let go and let God” is not passivity — it’s the shift from anxious control to sacred cooperation.

There are two essential movements in my life: doing the footwork and surrendering the outcome. This is not a split between effort and faith but a rhythm between them — inhale and exhale, action and release.

The act of searching for housing was the doing, but the discovery of “a wonderful place to live” was the gift. Recovery trains us to stay available to both — discipline in motion, surrender in heart.

The line “I don’t have the power to ruin God’s plans” is one of those truths that frees the soul from self-importance. Once I know I cannot destroy the divine architecture, I am free to take risks, to experiment, even to fail. Mistakes become material for grace rather than evidence of doom.
It’s as if the Higher Power whispers: “You are not fragile to Me. You are part of My experiment in courage.”

Endigar 1067

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on October 21, 2025 by endigar

From Courage to Change of Oct 18:

As we pursue recovery, we may encounter opportunities to deepen learning we began long ago. Perhaps we once learned to detach from a particular problem. Now, months or years later, when we once again need to detach, it can feel as if we’ve forgotten everything we knew. It’s important to remember at such moments that, although the feelings may be the same, we are not the same.

My recovery matters. All of the experience, strength, and hope I have accumulated is within me today, guiding my choices. I may not recognize it right now, but I have made progress, and I continue to make progress with every step I take. Perhaps I am learning something I have learned before; I must need to know it more deeply. I may go through the process this time with greater awareness, or turn to my Higher Power more quickly and easily, or reach out to an Al-Anon friend without hesitation.

Today’s Reminder

Instead of assuming that I have failed because I am learning a difficult lesson once more, I might embrace the experience as part of a long-term healing process that requires repetition and practice. I can trust that eventually I will learn it so well that it will become an automatic, confident, and healthy response.

“The human mind always makes progress, but it is a progress in spirals.” ~ Madame de Stael

NOTE: Madame de Staël (full name Anne Louise Germaine de Staël-Holstein, 1766–1817) was a French-Swiss intellectual, writer, and political thinker—one of the most influential women of her age.

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The rhythm of recovery’s spiral is not a lullaby — it’s a drill. It bores deeper into the stone of the self until the truth seeps through like water. Growth doesn’t always look like triumph; sometimes it looks like an old battlefield revisited with new armor. The same pain, yes — but this time, the sword doesn’t shake in my hand.

Detachment, as the weak define it, sounds like walking away. But as I live it, detachment is a warrior’s pause — the art of holding the line without losing the pulse. It’s the refusal to drown in someone else’s storm. It’s the dangerous calm that comes after I’ve stopped needing to win and started needing to see. Every return to this lesson burns the dross from love until what’s left is clean and sovereign.

Recovery is not amnesia. It is architecture — every collapse becoming a new foundation. When I think I’m back at square one, I’m actually in the same arena at a higher altitude. The ache of recognition isn’t regression; it’s proof that my soul is spiraling toward precision. Each repetition is the body remembering what the spirit already knows: that freedom is not given, it’s forged through the fire of return.

So I trust the spiral. I trust the tightening orbit around the truth. When old wounds sing their familiar songs, I answer — not as a victim repeating history, but as a blacksmith of grace, hammering rhythm into revelation. My Higher Power wastes nothing. Even the echoes are used. Every repetition is a drill, every drill is devotion, and every scar is a sigil carved into the temple of endurance.

Endigar 1066

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , on October 20, 2025 by endigar

From Courage to Change of Oct 17:

As newcomers, many of us were surprised by the absence of rules in Al-Anon. Before we found recovery from the effects of alcoholism, a strict sense of order may have been our only way of feeling that we had some control. Naturally we expected a program as successful as Al-Anon to be even more rigid than we were!

Instead, as a newcomer I was told that I was free to work the Steps at my own pace. I could ask questions of anyone as they came up. No one was in charge, yet everyone was in charge. It seemed impossible, yet I could see it working more effectively than any organization with which I’d ever been involved.

As I continue coming to Al-Anon, I’m learning to trust that the group is guided by a Higher Power whose will is expressed in our group conscience. | watch the | Traditions in action, guiding us by suggestions rather than rules. And | learn to trust my fellow members, each of whom contributes to the well-being of our fellowship, where no one person is in charge.

Today’s Reminder

If I take on service responsibilities in my group, it does not mean that I now run the show. Today I will remember that the ultimate authority is a Higher Power who works through all of us.

“Our groups, as such, ought never be organized; but we may create service boards or committees directly responsible to those they serve.” ~ Tradition Nine

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Control was the first god I ever served — the false father of safety. I worshiped it because the world around me was chaos dressed as family, and rules were the only weapons that didn’t turn on me. When I entered recovery and found a room with no rulers, my fury woke before my faith did. I didn’t trust “suggestions.” I wanted commandments, boundaries — something with edges sharp enough to make sense of the mess. But the paradox cut deeper: every wall I built to protect myself only kept me from the very connection I claimed to crave.

There’s a sacred paradox at the heart of recovery: the more we try to control, the more we lose connection; the more we surrender, the more coherence arises. Before the rooms, many of us clung to rules like life rafts in a storm — desperate to impose order on the chaos that alcoholism had written into our days. But in Al-Anon, the invitation is different: no orders shouted from the deck, no fixed compass. Just a circle of equals listening for something greater than the sum of their fears.

The absence of rules felt like anarchy — until I saw it wasn’t chaos at all. It was the first taste of unforced order. The program didn’t need a dictator because the Higher Power wasn’t a tyrant. Its structure wasn’t held together by fear but by consequence — by what happens naturally when human beings choose humility over hierarchy. That’s when I realized: divine order doesn’t demand obedience; it asks for alignment. And alignment is harder. It burns away pride more slowly than punishment ever could.

The absence of rules is not the absence of order — it is trust in invisible order. The Steps give us a path; the Traditions give us harmony; and the group conscience becomes a living current of grace. Guidance doesn’t come through domination but through the collective humility of those who are willing to listen together. What once seemed impossible — an organization without control — becomes living proof that divine order needs no warden.

Service, then, becomes something entirely different from leadership. It’s not a stage to command but an altar to tend. When I take on responsibility, I do not hold power; I channel it. The Higher Power expresses through us, not above us. In this way, recovery becomes a model for the kind of world many of us have always wished for — one where trust replaces tyranny, and love replaces law.

Endigar 1065

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , on October 17, 2025 by endigar

From Courage to Change of Oct 16:

When I am trying to tackle a tough problem or cope with a stressful situation, and I’ve done all I can for the moment, what then? I can do something that will nurture my mind, body, or spirit. Perhaps I’ll take a walk or listen to music. Maybe I’ll meet a friend for coffee and conversation. I could have something nutritious to eat, or sit quietly and meditate, or read a book.

Al-Anon is a program of action in which we recognize that we have choices about what we do with our time. A bubble bath, a massage, an Al-Anon call, a bike ride, or a nap might be constructive ways to fill time that might otherwise be wasted on worry.

Even though I may be powerless to change my circumstances, I certainly am not helpless. I can use my time to do something good for myself. When I treat myself with love and tenderness, I am better able to deal with the challenges that life presents. I have a chance to feel good, even when surrounded by crisis.

Today’s Reminder

One of my primary responsibilities is to take care of myself. I will find a small way to do something for my mind, body, and spirit today.

“Part of my recovery is respecting my need and my right to let go and relax.” ~ In All Our Affairs

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This a vital spiritual truth: powerlessness is not helplessness.

When we come to the end of our control, the ego wants to keep fighting — to analyze, fix, or force a solution. But recovery teaches us to redirect that energy toward nourishmentratherthannoise. The act of self-care becomes both rebellion and surrender: rebellion against the inner critic that says, “You must suffer to prove you care,” and surrender to a Higher Wisdom that says, “Peace itself is productive.”

Taking a walk, calling a friend, or resting isn’t avoidance — it’s alignment. Each act becomes a quiet ritual of participation in life rather than domination over it. When we treat ourselves tenderly, we stop making punishment our form of progress. Love and rest turn out to be far more transformative than control and worry.

In the language of recovery, this is Step Three in motion: turning our will and our lives over, moment by moment, to a Power greater than our fear. By choosing nurturing actions, we acknowledge that serenity can coexist with chaos — that grace can enter even through something as humble as a cup of coffee or a deep breath.

Endigar 1064

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 17, 2025 by endigar

From Courage to Change of Oct 15:

The most loving form of detachment I have found has been forgiveness. Instead of thinking of it as an eraser to wipe another’s slate clean or a gavel that I pound to pronounce someone “not guilty,” I think of forgiveness as a scissors. I use it to cut the strings of resentment that bind me to a problem or a past hurt. By releasing resentment, I set myself free.

When I am consumed with negativity over another person’s behavior, I have lost my focus. I needn’t tolerate what I consider unacceptable, but wallowing in negativity will not alter the situation. If there is action to take, I am free to take it. Where I am powerless to change the situation, I will turn it over to my Higher Power. By truly letting go, I detach and forgive.

When my thoughts are full of bitterness, fear, self-pity, and dreams of revenge, there is little room for love or for the quiet voice of guidance within me. I am willing to love myself enough to admit that resentments hold me back, and then I can let them go.

Today’s Reminder

Every time I try to tighten the noose of resentment around someone’s neck, I am really only choking myself. Today I will practice forgiveness instead.

“A part of me wants to cling to old resentments, but I know that the more I forgive, the better my life works.” ~ In All Our Affairs

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There is wisdom in reimagining forgiveness as scissors rather than an eraser or a gavel. The eraser implies denial; the gavel implies judgment. But the scissors — ah, the scissors liberate. They sever the invisible cords of resentment that tether the heart to its wound. In recovery, this image carries sacred practicality: forgiveness is not endorsement of harm, but release from captivity. We are not freeing the offender; we are untangling ourselves from their shadow.

Resentment masquerades as power — the illusion that if I hold the memory tight enough, I maintain control. Yet in truth, resentment reverses the flow of energy inward, strangling joy and suffocating serenity. Detachment is not abandonment; it’s oxygen.

When our minds orbit another’s wrongdoing, we lose alignment with our own purpose. The spiritual lens of the Tenth and Eleventh Steps teaches us that serenity is born in focus — a return to inner guidance. By turning over what we cannot control to a Higher Power, we shift from obsession to observation, from judgment to humility. The act of forgiving becomes a way to see clearly again.

To love myself enough to admit that resentments hold me back is a subtle revolution. It reframes forgiveness from moral obligation to self-care. Each release is a small resurrection, a reclaiming of psychic territory once occupied by pain. The heart, once constricted by bitterness, begins to pulse again with divine rhythm.

Endigar 1063

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on October 17, 2025 by endigar

From Courage to Change of Oct 14:

“Do not search for the truth,” said an ancient patriarch, “only cease to cherish opinions.” For me, ceasing to cherish opinions is part of the Tenth Step. Much of what I find wrong in my life is related to my opinions – that is, my prejudices, assumptions, self-righteous stances, attitudes.

For example, I continue to assume that I have the inside track on how everything should be done, and that other people are too shortsighted to recognize this great truth. Reality proves me wrong. I also revert to the idea that ignoring my feelings is practical, even desirable. This, too, is wrong. And I act as if I can run my life without trusting in my Higher Power. Wrong again.

I give thanks for Step Ten’s reminder that I need to continue taking personal inventory and making frequent corrections, especially in the areas where I tend to repeat my mistakes.

Today’s Reminder

It is no easy task to change the thinking of a lifetime, even when I am sure that I want to change. The Tenth Step allows me to be aware of sliding back into faulty thinking. I don’t have to abuse myself when it happens — that doesn’t help at all. By promptly admitting when I’m wrong, I am doing what I can to change.

“No longer must we accumulate burdens of guilt or resentment that will become heavier and more potent over time. Each day, each new moment can be an opportunity to clear the air and start again, fresh and free.” ~ In All Our Affairs

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There’s something profoundly disarming about the invitation to cease cherishing opinions. It’s not an order to stop having them, but to stop worshiping them — to stop bowing to the false god of our own certainty. Opinions become idols when we polish them, defend them, and feed them with outrage. Step Ten isn’t about smashing the idols with a hammer; it’s about quietly withdrawing our devotion and walking back toward the living altar of truth.

In recovery, the deeper disease often isn’t alcohol or control — it’s identification. I mistake my thoughts for truth, my emotions for facts, my judgments for discernment. When I “cherish” my opinions, I marry them to my sense of self, and then any challenge feels like a personal attack. Step Ten loosens that marriage; it allows the divorce between me and myopinions without exiling either.

Changing the thinking of a lifetime isn’t an act of violence but of awareness. The Tenth Step isn’t a courtroom; it’s a calibration. Each inventory is a small act of re-alignment — not penance, not punishment, but participation in an evolving consciousness.

When I promptly admit I’m wrong, I’m not shrinking; I’m expanding. I’m choosing growth over the brittle satisfaction of being right. I’m letting my soul breathe again.

Endigar 1062

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on October 15, 2025 by endigar

From Courage to Change of Oct 13:

Al-Anon meetings opened my eyes to something I had never thought about before: Shouting and slamming doors were not the best way to handle an already difficult situation. While there may be no harm in occasionally letting off steam with a raised voice, shouting can become a destructive habit. I’d never thought to ask myself if this was how I wanted to behave. Did this behavior get me what I wanted or encourage me to feel good about myself?

When I took a good look, I realized that the answer to this question was, “No.” Loud, angry words and actions demonstrated my frustration and pushed away all hope for peaceful solutions to my problems.

The slogan that helps me back to a rational state of mind is “Easy Does It.” When I use this slogan to quiet myself on the inside, it is easier to quiet the outside as well.

Today’s Reminder

I am seeking a saner approach to everything I encounter. The slogans can be valuable sources of sanity in chaotic situations. Today, if I am tempted to act out of anger or frustration, I will remember that “Easy Does It.”

“I will try to apply “Easy Does It” to every incident that might increase the tension and cause an explosion.” ~ One Day at a Time in Al-Anon

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When the architecture of rage collapses, it doesn’t signal defeat — it signals graduation. The wreckage of slammed doors and scorched words becomes the evidence of an old religion dying, the end of worship at the altar of noise. What rises from that ruin is not meekness but command. The silence that follows is not absence — it’s the throne room of the sovereign self.

“Easy Does It” becomes a martial art of mercy. The movement is subtle: a lowering of breath, a loosening of the jaw, a refusal to let adrenaline define authority. The ethos is clear — anger is not the enemy, but the raw ore. We are blacksmiths of selfhood; the work is to temper, not to discard.

When anger no longer has to scream to be heard, it starts to speak. The frightened messenger is still there, pacing the inner corridors — but now it’s offered a chair, a cup of water, a place to explain itself. The Higher Power listens, not because He is soft, but because He is unafraid of what He might hear. God is not trying to silence me; He is clarifying me.

Coherence is the evolution of fury. Clarity is what happens when the flame meets oxygen instead of gasoline. Compassion, in this ethos, is not sentimental; it’s tactical. It says: “I see the battlefield, and I choose my weapon — intelligent precision.”

Endigar 1061

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , on October 15, 2025 by endigar

From Courage to Change of Oct 12:

It is essential to my recovery to help my Al-Anon group by accepting any of the various responsibilities necessary to keep things running smoothly. Perhaps the principal reason that service is so vital is that it brings me into frequent contact with newcomers. I can get caught up in the trivial problems of everyday life and lose perspective on the many gifts I have received since coming to Al-Anon. Talking with newcomers brings me back to reality. When I set out literature, make coffee, or chair a meeting, I become someone a newcomer might think to approach.

I remember the frustration of struggling with alcoholism by myself. I had no tools, no one to talk to. Al-Anon changed that. Now, no matter how difficult things may seem, I have a fellowship and a way of life that help me to cope. I am no longer alone.

Today I have much for which I am grateful, but I need to remember how far I have come so I don’t get lost in negativity over relatively unimportant matters. Service helps me remember.

Today’s Reminder

The Al-Anon program was there for me when I needed it. I will do what I can to ensure that it continues to thrive. I know that any service I offer will strengthen my own recovery.

“God did for me what I couldn’t do for myself. He got me involved in service work. It saved my life, my family, my sanity.” ~ In All Our Affairs

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Service becomes a form of remembrance. The act of setting out pamphlets or making coffee isn’t about performance or obligation — it’s about reconnecting to the moment when grace first entered the room. When you help a newcomer find a seat or a sense of belonging, you touch the same mystery that once reached out to save you. In that moment, gratitude stops being a concept and becomes a lived current of energy, flowing through the simple act of presence.

“Frequent contact with newcomers” is not merely social; it’s alchemical. Recovery, like fire, is kept alive by shared warmth. Each encounter reminds the seasoned member of what it was like, what happened, and what it’s like now. The newcomer’s raw confusion and fragile hope become a mirror — revealing both how far one has come and how easily the old pain could return. In this way, service is bothsafeguardand sacrament — it prevents stagnation and invites humility.

Everyday life, with its trivial irritations and looping anxieties, tempts the recovering soul to forget the miracle of transformation. But service duties — however small — restore proportion. They say: You once were drowning, and now you pour coffee for the shipwrecked. This remembrance reorders the scale of what matters. Through action, we find that serenity doesn’t come from control, but from participation in something larger than ourselves.

To serve is to renew the original covenant of Al-Anon: We do not recover alone. The program that saved us asks for guardianship, not repayment. Each service act plants continuity — ensuring that the next lost traveler will find light and warmth waiting. In giving away what we have found, we discover again that we are not powerless — we are purposeful.