Beat the heat and the addiction at the same time! Wow, low 80′s and gorgeous (again)…

Our clients are enjoying the beautiful environment while they peel back all the layers of shame, guilt and pain to get back to the point where they first decided to protect themselves by shutting down and revealing the deep underlying cause of their addiction… and they’re having a lot of fun doing it!

Waterfall hikes, beach time, snorkeling, tennis/golf, dolphin swim, helicopter tour of the live volcano, you name it (literally). …balanced with daily one-on-one counseling, therapy and interactive learning. It works, it lasts and it’s real… not a resort to give you temporary relief, but rather learning a whole new way of being – authenticly and in integrity with themselves.

Did I mention laughter yoga?

Complete detox must include release from the causes of drug addiction, from the chemical “soup” which has messed up the entire working miracle of the body, and from the patterns which keep the addiction alive.

Your whole body, your whole mind, your whole being has been involved in this addiction. Where did you get the idea that you could find a silver bullet and be all finished, cured, and healthy? Magically healthy and balanced after years (or even days) of substance abuse simply does not happen that way ― magically.

But wait. Stop. Breathe. Listen carefully.

Healthy and balanced DOES happen, even to those who abused their bodies for decades. To achieve full health and strength again, it takes time and focus and a holistic approach that addresses the entire person.

Detox without retraining the mind, healing the emotions, releasing the gunk from the tissues, moving the body, stretching the stuck places, dealing with the traumas that rerun themselves in our heads ― just isn’t detox. Full detoxification and deep personal awareness is key to the long term recovery you seek. It must include detoxing from the internal mess that made you do the substance abuse in the first place, which might be childhood trauma, self-loathing, unresolved sadness, and more.

Relapse happens when people don’t do the work fully or try to complete their rehab too quickly without ample support. The true cure from drug addiction and alcohol addiction is a process of self-honoring and acceptance that you really are worth what it takes to get YOU back into your own life, fully and beautifully alive and vibrant.

Don’t wait. Don’t shortcut yourself. Your life is waiting.

When you’re used to walking around a party with a glass of something “relaxing” in your hand, it’s hard to imagine a party without it.

Once you start partying with Perrier, you’ll start noticing you’re not the only one!  A surprising number of people slip themselves a non-spiked evening and have a great time, while not mentioning a word about it.

Point: Lots of folks are sober. You just might not have noticed them before now.

The challenge might be that your friends are likely to have the same habits you’ve always had. The key to any type of recovery or life change is to have a support system that truly supports.

Point: Ask your friends to support you in not drinking alcohol. Ask them not to offer it to you or to make a big deal out it, such as announcing it or teasing you.  And consider finding some sober friends.

Ask yourself why you’re attending the party. Did you just accept the invitation without thinking or do you truly want to be there? Notice that if you think you have to get plastered just to tolerate being there, it might be that you didn’t really want to be there in the first place!

If you want to be there, make connections that feel really healthy and positive.  Look for opportunities for authentic conversation.

If you don’t want to be there, let yourself go somewhere you really want to be.

Point: It’s your life. Make sure you’re doing things for your own reason.

One way to notice what you truly want, in your new life of sobriety and clear thinking, is to take a deep breath. Don’t rush yourself. Just breath and look around and notice what you feel, what you want, what you don’t want, and what stories are running in your head.

The party atmosphere really changes when you’re completely present in your own shoes, doesn’t it?

“Stop it!” the voice says, “Just stop it!”

If it were that easy I would have already done it.

I do it for a reason.

I’m trying to feel better. I’m trying NOT to feel. I’m trying to disappear into some kind of earthly pleasure just for a minute. Maybe forever.

There are a zillion theories about why people do “destructive” things like drugs, alcohol, overeating, obsessive gaming or porn, even cutting. It appears we hate ourselves, but do we really?

What fuels this passionate self-destruction? What motivates this seemingly illogically active sleep walking? Theoretically, a lot of societal changes, dietary changes, chemical imbalances and less-than-ideal families have made this mess. And true as this may be, I want to know WHAT the hell is happening to me right NOW!

In the moment when I’m abusing myself, I am trying to make something happen. I am in some way caring for myself, grabbing for relief from whatever is pushing up the angst gauge. When I get to the point of naming it, I am more terrified than I ever knew.

I am terrified in ways that defy words and logic and maybe sanity. I am deeply embarrassed that I am standing naked, showing my worst for all to see.

I CAN’T be this naked. I CAN’T be seen like this by you or me or anyone. I MUST escape, I must numb, I must……

Here’s the heart of the dilemma and the soul of the solution. I am trying to produce a sense of safety, I am trying to reduce pain and I desperately want to preserve my life, my life force, some shred of hope (and maybe even bucketfuls of hope!)

The solution lives at the very center of the crossroads, at the heart of the matter that is so damned uncomfortable. And until I am willing to stand there in it, look at it for what it is, breath once or twice or a hundred times and maybe even cry, I don’t stand a chance to change.

Change requires consciousness. Without engaging in my life fully, even amidst the horrifying discomfort and defeating memories, I am not equipped to move on. Consciousness is willingness to be present here and now, regardless of how much I think I want to avoid all the shame and guilt and confusion that comes up with being fully HERE noticing my story.

An essential element of healing is the observation and dissolving of fear. This is the very meaning of walking THROUGH the fire. Welcome the heat, welcome the burning away, empower your immune system, stand in front of the mirror (and those who act as mirrors in your life) with willingness to be fully transparent, fully seen. Welcome your very life force to rise out of the ashes and start again.  Embrace that everything you have done or not done has been for good reason and this next new thing is even more-so for a profoundly good reason.

The path of authentic joy and inner freedom is not for those who must avoid, at all costs, the challenging terrain of the profoundly vulnerable present moment. It is for those who passionately remember their desire to live wide awake in this world, no matter what, and to serve wherever their heart calls them.

“Every day do something that scares you.”  Eleanor Roosevelt

Healing through Punishment is an Oxymoron. Trying to make life better by hurting ourselves sounds crazy, but it’s the reality of what many of us are busy doing.

I have been trying to whip myself into shape forever. If only I work harder, go hungry, sleep less, feel badly for my mistakes, keep myself away from my cravings (and then go nuts on my cravings), tell myself I should have been better ― in some way better, then maybe I can move out of this agonizing trap that seems to be custom tailored for me.

Everybody else, almost, seems to be doing the same thing. Self-criticism (with breaks for defensiveness) passes for friendly conversation. Ick.

Alcohol passes for refreshment. Oxycontin passes for having a back that feels good. Ambien passes for normal sleep. Pot passes for an herb which translates to health food.

WHAT are we doing to ourselves? Why are we trying so hard to drown out the feelings in our guts, the voices in our head, the voices at the other side of the table, the pain, the fear, the worry?

Even in an age of raw honesty (or should we call it ragged bluntness) and popularized positivity, we the self-esteem-building-can-do-people are haunted by the messages live-streamed from our very cores.  “Who cares if it hurts me!” “Careful ― don’t embarrass yourself,”  “I can’t believe I did that again!  Shit!”  “I feel so awkward and surely look so dumpy,”  “I’m a failure,” “That was SO stupid!” Ouch. Ouch.  Ouch.

If self-abuse hurts this much, it seems I’d stop doing it, doesn’t it?

The promise of punishment is that it will correct the wrong-doer, that it will make us better.  Regardless of what we believe about criminal justice or injustice, most of us are not punishing criminal acts but are punishing ourselves……. for what? We haven’t maimed, killed, tortured or maligned anyone. (Besides the most precious parts of ourselves!)

So, if we haven’t committed a crime, why are we seeking and inflicting punishment?

Our collective doctrine, handed down from generation to generation through consistent, continuous replication, is that we must work tirelessly, pray (or at least hope) ardently, let nothing drop until we are purely perfectly good, organized, well-spoken, financially secure, attractive (read slender, fit, youthful, radiant 24/7), well respected (even famous), and completely relaxed and confident while keeping it all in precise balance. Oh, yes, and no impure thoughts. There’s that.

Tell me you don’t have this in you and I’ll throw you some of my most ragged bluntness.

We’ve got it, Baby. We’ve all got it to one level or another. Some of us, having been hauling buckets of gunk out of the cellar for a long time, are breathing deeper and easier now, but no one I’ve ever met has escaped this, this, what shall we call it? This inheritance.

Have you ever inherited a piece of furniture (or a stuffed water buffalo head like my brother-in-law did) that you really didn’t like or want or care to ever see again? Some of us have actually kept those ill-fitting gifts, obligated to carry forward some kind of legacy we can’t even explain.

That’s it, isn’t it? This self-punishment game (with goals unattainable through it) is that very inheritance we’ve received, protected and even passed on. Ouch. Ouch. Ouch.

So how to change this?

The self-empowerment game is entirely different, based on a whole different set of currency. We must redefine the dance we want to be groovin’ to and get on with a different way of living. We must or nothing will change.