From Loneliness To Happiness

          Title:From Loneliness To Happiness
                By:Rebecca SARAH Daniels

'' I'm lonely---I'm lonely!''is the cry of drinking alcoholics all over the face of the earth--in a lonely room,in a crowded bar,in the heart of a family gathering,on a street in the midst of hundreds of people.Then,in contradiction,people would get on our nerves and we would go off by ourselves to ''getaway from it all.''But this didn't work,either; we could not endure for long the burden of our dark thoughts.
      We tried hard to remove our aloneness with the bottle,and for a little while we could,but not for long.When we hit bottom and realized we could not go on as we were,by the grace of God we found ourselves thrust into an unbearable aloneness,separated from everything and everybody.Thus separated,we were able to look at our lives,our problem,the hopelessness of our situation.Only now could we ask questions and give answers and make decisions.Now we could make a decision to do something about our drinking and living problems.
        There are two sides of man's being alone.In our language,''loneliness''expresses the pain of being alone.''Solitude,''expresses the glory of being alone.
        What happens to us in A.A.that makes it possible for us,not only to endure,but to enjoy moments of solitude?
        The love and understanding we find in A.A.are a protective curtain between ourselves and the aching aloneness of our drinking days.The first few weeks,some of us spend most of our time in A.A.club talking with others.Then it becomes evident that we must go to work and somehow meet the demands and responsibilities of our daily lives. We are afraid.Will the old loneliness hit us again when we are out of the actual presence of other A.A.members?
        Sooner or later,by practicing the principles of the Twelve Steps,we find in ourselves a very precious thing,something inside that we can be comfortable with regardless of whether we are at home by ourselves or anywhere else that life takes us.
        A.A. members are not emotional cripples who need someone to hold their hands every moment of the day and night to prevent their falling.We grow up with the help of God,as we understand Him,and the fellowship of the group ,and by applying the Twelve Steps to our lives.
        As the sober weeks go by,we can enjoy and treasure the few moments of solitude we are able to find in the rush and hurry of life today.When we cease to fear loneliness and begin to cherish and use our solitude to advantage,we have come a long way.We realize a little solitude is necessary to think and to try to work some of the Steps.In solitude,we take our inventories.In solitude,our spirits seek that Power greater than we are;in solitude,we seek through prayers and meditation to be aware of God's will for us.
          Solitude can be sought and experienced in many ways---in the silence of nature,in reading poetry,in listening to music,in looking at pictures,and in sincere thoughtfulness.We are alone,but not lonely.Yet these experiences cannot answer all the questions in our minds.So we return to the world of man.
          Some of us long to become creative in some realm of life.But we cannot become or remain creative without solitude.One hour of coscious solitude will enrich our creativity far more than hours of trying to learn the creative process.Loneliness is not easy;sometimes,we can find it only by remaining silent and allowing our souls to sigh without words to God.
          From loneliness to happiness in my attempts to apply the blueprint of A.A. to rebuilding a shattered life,I tried first to recall the happiness we chased in the old days.I suspect that for most of us happiness was equated with bliss.
          In booze we reached for euphoria,release from even the faintest threat of responsibility.We wanted insulation against the urgent clanging of the world around us,a soft berth on a languid cloud.And for fleeting moments,just before the curtain of oblivion cranked down,we did drift into that never-never state.
          Then they said,'' Come into A.A.We'll help you maintain sobriety, and you'll know real happiness.''
          The sobriety was real,but suddenly so was the world---a harsh and pitiless place we had never fully faced before.Where was this highly touted stuff called happiness ?
        A latter-day philosopher has said that happiness is not something we experience;it is something we remember.Still,at the risk of sounding unfashionable,I'll say,'' I am very happy.''Let me hasten to add that none of what I now possess came easy.For me,it has been and is a tough grind.Relinquishing the prerogatives of chronic brattery never comes easy.But early in the game I needed definitions.