Shifting Emotional Landscapes

On my 63rd birthday, I woke up on a beautiful snowy day in an emotional dip—for no particular reason. I blew off my AA Group Business meeting, and I skipped the Service Assembly. “Leave me alone” was pretty much my attitude. I took the dog for a walk. And noticed that in spite of all the beauty I was surrounded with at that moment, I felt dismal emotionally. Finally, I picked up the 1,000-pound telephone and called one of my sober sisters. She said, “Susan, change the room in your mind. Go into another one.” Such a simple and helpful suggestion. Then she proceeded to sing me Happy Birthday. I felt myself soften. I put down the 2’x4’ I had been whacking myself with emotionally all morning.