Most people who recognize they have an addiction and fail over and over to overcome it have come to the realization that their addiction is a power greater than themselves. Wouldn’t it make sense to recognize that their healing would also have to be a power greater than themselves. The question is what is this power?

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Are you concerned about your drug or alcohol use? Do you wonder whether or not you have a problem? Maybe your spouse, child or a relative is a concern. How much is too much?

This is how doctors define addiction:

In Medicine we differentiate between healthy substance use, substance abuse and a substance use disorder. Let’s discuss Alcohol for example.

One standard drink is the following:What_Is_a_Standard_Drink_grayscale_508_Release_WebMen should drink no more than 4 standard drinks in a day and less than 14 in a week.

Women should drink no more than 3 standard drinks per day and less than 7 in a week.

This is per the National Institute of Alcohol Abuse recommendation.

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“My brother was turning blue, he was not moving, not even breathing. I put that bag on his mouth and started squeezing air into his lungs. I could see his chest move. He finally started waking up. I didn’t have to call 911 that time,” my patient recalled.

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A Hero’s Journey

What life is like on the other side

the side of freedom and joy

what life is like on this side

is the same but gained by choice

 

A fellah found joy, so let’s follow

listen closely and learn from thé,

free your mind and let me wallow

and show you a Hero’s journey

…..

A baby was born

A king was scorned

Not the son he’d hoped for came

A heart so torn

A mother was warned

The fate of the child was lame

…..

Born with one short leg

unable to grab his threads

lame he was labeled

and then

 

He grew in body but not in mind

a blind soul he failed to find

his virtue ruled by vice

and so losing control of his mind

 

Shunned from the loving light

the warmth turned into a fight

cold and waddling at night

through dust he lost his might

 

A strange woman appeared

in need of a hand

He helped she shed a tear

Kneeled down to write in the sand

 

Let your mind start to wallow

forget the past and tomorrow

live for your life the only one

 

work for yourself

find a friend to help

find your own light in the sun

 

forgive yourself

preserve your health

help those in need of someone

….

so he started to lay low, quietly retreat

weeding and planting good seed

made friends with the ancients

as he began to read

 

faced at the foot of an enormous mountain

started to climb to find something

seeking to find the life giving fountain

his virtues growing and counting

….

the poor legged boy

became the greatest joy

of the people he was able to aid

 

the poor legged dog

became the king’s rock

a hero’s journey was made

…..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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