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Grapevine : January 2011
During my treatment I didn't bother about the "God part," even though we said the Lord's Prayer in chorus every day. The only divine revelation I experienced was a rather crazy one. One of my fellow patients was a most attractive young woman. One night at 1:30 A.M. when I was sit- ting in my pajamas writing in my di- ary, she entered in her bathrobe and sat down at the foot of my bed. Her long, black and shiny hair caught my eyes when she handed me a scent bottle, asking me to smell it. "Where are you going, if I may ask." "Ég ætla fara pissa og bi ja" she replied in Icelandic ("I'm going to pee and pray"). She disappeared. Af- ter a while she came back. "Did you pray to God?" "Yes," she said, "and he sent some currents, asking me to pass them on to you ... do you feel them?" She remained seated a little while. Then she raised her hand to her lips and went away like a vision, whispering a good night. Yes, I felt the divine currents, quite strongly. After the six-week-long anti- alcoholic brainwashing in Iceland, I returned to my home in Denmark, equipped with a small initial capital of a fresh, albeit frail, self-confidence and a new set of tools for turning heavy thoughts into feathers, easy to blow away. I resumed my work as a chief editor of a nationwide consumer magazine. My wife had left me be- cause of my drinking (some years later, we reunited). In return I found new close relationships in AA. To- gether with them I practiced living an interesting life and having fun without drinks. Our common work of helping other alcoholics afforded intense experiences---delight at see- ing things succeed, dejection in the case of failure. I kept my mind open to the idea that a Higher Power might remove my drinking problems for good. Usu- ally I considered my AA friends as that Higher Power. At times, how- ever, it occurred to me that they were acting as instruments of a deity wanting to help me. First and foremost, this applied to my closest AA friend, whose in- trepid honesty and spiritual under- standing had fascinated me right from the beginning. She was 30 years younger than me, with a past of boozing, and she told me one night, "Our good fortune is that we I kept my mind open to the idea that a Higher Power might remove my drinking problems for good. Usually I considered my AA friends as that Higher Power. 38 January 2011