Chap. 15 - More Than Recovery

27 Jul, 2025

I have traveled many miles through the terrain of healing. Some days, the path was lit with surrender. Others were dimmed by forgetting. But through it all, my Soul never left.

I speak now not only as Serena, who laid down alcohol on a spring day in 1979 and walked into a treatment center. I speak from the voice that was always beneath her breath—the presence that remembers why she reached for numbness in the first place, and who she truly is beyond it.

Recovery was never only about stopping my pain. It was about recovering what was mine before the pain: my wholeness, my tenderness, my knowing. Even in 2015, when I drank those two beers with Sophie in Mexico, it was not about falling off a path—it was a Soul’s curiosity, quietly confirming that I no longer needed what I once thought had saved me.

And so the spiral continues—not linear, not complete, but ever-deepening. I didn’t recover my life. I began the descent into the mystery of who I am—the self beneath the stories, the one who whispers in silence.

The sacred work of healing continues.

This is that story. But it is not only mine. It lives in the quiet bravery of those who are learning to begin again. 🪷

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