Member Submission: A Retreat In My Heart

The following is a member submitted story from Andrea F. If you would like to submit a piece of writing to be published on our website and in our newsletter, please contact: publications@oanyc.org.

I attend our Metro Intergroup Retreats every winter and summer. They are joyful, spiritual, healing, learning experiences. I come to awareness, acceptance, and action with each retreat on a variety of issues in my life. I laugh, I cry, I create greeting cards at the crafts table, dress up in fun outfits and wigs to sing in the talent show, sit in morning group meditations, take walks on the beautiful grounds of the Guest House, and hear extraordinary qualifications of experience, strength, and hope by a variety of OA’ers. We do insightful work in our breakout groups, have delicious, well prepared meals, meet new sponsors and sponsees, and develop new relationships that may turn into life-long friendships.

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Meeting Spotlight: Friday Brooklyn Heights @6:15pm

The following is a Meeting Spotlight from Mary Ann F. If you would like to submit an article for our website or newsletter, please contact: publications@oanyc.org.

I am spotlighting one of the meetings I go to regularly, perhaps the one I go to more often than any other. It is the Friday night 6:15pm meeting at the Unitarian Church in Brooklyn Heights. What I really like about it is that it is a step meeting. We read one of the 12 steps from the OA Twelve and Twelve or the AA Twelve and Twelve every week which means we do quite a few steps. It keeps the steps in front of me. Although I have done the steps with my sponsor twice, the constant reminder is good.

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Member submission: Our Loss is Our Reminder

The following is a member submitted story from Lauren L. If you would like to submit a piece of writing to be published on our website and in our newsletter, please contact: publications@oanyc.org.

She was not my sponsor. I wouldn’t have described our relationship as very intimate. Still, the news of her passing was devastating. I didn’t understand my own response. Didn’t feel entitled to the grief I felt.

Chris was a fellow in the Brooklyn Heights community for over 30 years. I saw her two or three times a week, for the two years I’ve been in program; more than I see my closest friends. I sometimes called her when I had a question that concerned a tradition. I often drove her home from evening meetings, especially in the winter, and during those short rides I got to know her a bit.

She passed away on a Wednesday, which is the day of one of our regular meetings together. At the top of that meeting, we took a group conscience to decide whether it was appropriate for one fellow to read the emails that lay out some of the details of Chris’s accident, and her subsequent untimely death. There was some conversation about whether this would honor the 10th tradition. In the end (there were no newcomers in the room) we decided it would be safe.

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