Andy’s Woodsy Adventure – Chapter 12

Q: What did the buffalo say to his son when he left for college?
A: Bison!

Hey everyone, just a quick heads up that starting in May when I post the next chapter of my greatest adventure ever, you’ll be seeing a slightly new format that includes the usual silly joke, the link to a PDF with all my previous chapters, and the new chapter itself, but nothing else. I decided it was more important to focus my energy into writing the story, instead of making fun of my big goofy doppelganger all the time. LOL. Well anyway, thanks for continuing to follow along and happy reading!

Andy’s Woodsy Adventure (Chapters 1 to 11)

Andy’s Woodsy Adventure – Chapter 12

“What? Wait a second. You can see it? Yeah right!” I said rather sarcastically thinking Chris was just pulling my leg.

“I’m being totally serious! Look right there is Libra, and there’s Gemini, and…”

“Ok. I believe you!” I cut him off after seeing him point to the precise spots where the Libra and Gemini symbols were on the crystal. “So how do you think that’s possible when no one else has been able to see anything but a rock?”

“I have no idea. But there’s got to be some reason.” Chris said as he continued to look intently at the crystal in his hand when suddenly he shouted “GEMINI!”

It had actually been rather comical watching Chris do this. He had held the crystal outward like a magic wand, expecting something to happen when he said the word Gemini, but nothing did. 

“So I’m guessing you thought in saying Gemini that…”

POP…

“…since you could see the crystal’s symbols, you might have the powers too…” Andy #2 appeared finishing my sentence.

“I was about to tell him that!”

“Sure you were…” I said as both Andy #2 and myself started laughing uncontrollably. 

“Come on guys, be serious. I thought it might actually have worked…”

“It was a very valiant effort indeed Chris!” said Andy #2 sounding like he was from medieval times.

“Hey, in all seriousness do you know what this specific symbol is? I’m pretty sure I know what all the zodiac signs look like and I’ve never seen this one.” Chris said pointing at one I hadn’t noticed on it before.

The symbol looked a lot like a very tiny wheel. It was a circle with spokes all connecting to an even smaller circle in the middle of it.

“Let me see that.” I took it from him and immediately the symbol disappeared.

“Whoa!” said Chris seeing it had disappeared in my hand.

I handed it back to him and it immediately reappeared. We did this a few more times until Andy #2 broke the silence.

“And there we have it folks, a really exciting game of hot potato…”

“He’s definitely got more your sarcastic side that’s for sure…” said Chris rolling his eyes.

“You think?” I said with a grin.

“Let’s look up the Zodiac on the Internet and see what we find.” 

“Gee, that sounds sooooooo fun…” Andy #2 said somewhat cynically.

“Gemini!” I was actually starting to get a little annoyed myself, with myself, as if that was even possible.

“Awww…” said Andy #2 with a huge smile, just before he vanished.

POP…

“Finally, some peace and quiet. You know you can be totally annoying at times…” Chris said jokingly.

“I know right!”

Chris then sat down and logged into his Apple desktop computer, while I pulled up a chair next to him. I watched him Google the word “zodiac”, and scanned the first page of results along with him. He chose to open up the first of those results, which was from Wikipedia, and there on the upper right-hand side of the page, was a picture that was pretty darn close to the symbol on the crystal. But before I had a chance to say anything, Chris swiveled his chair around and directly faced me.

“Hey I really need to say something before we proceed into this any further…I feel kind of bad about how I handled what you said to me a little bit ago…” 

“You mean about your sister?” 

“Yeah… it’s…kind of hard to talk about…”

I could tell as Chris’s eyes started to tear up and turn red.

“It’s ok, you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.” I said reassuringly.

“No, I do, I mean I need to talk to someone about it, because I haven’t really, since it happened.”

There was a long pause where I actually thought Chris was going to start crying, but instead he took a deep breath and began talking.

“I had a twin sister who died in the beginning of last year. Up until then, she was my only real friend and we used to hang out all the time together. Our family was headed out to dinner like we frequently did on a Friday night. And one of the things we always did before every car ride was battle each other for the seat behind our mother, because there was more legroom there. My father is pretty tall if you hadn’t noticed and has to put his seat all the way back when he drives. I hadn’t even given my sister a chance that night to battle me for that desired seat and instead had just sat in it. Midway to dinner, a drunk driver came across the road and hit us head on pretty hard, causing my father’s seat to come undone, which ended up crushing…my…sister…to death next to me. We had just been playing a game of rock-paper-scissors when it all happened…”

Chris couldn’t continue. He began crying pretty hard, and I wondered if this was the most he had opened up about his sister’s death since it happened. I decided it was best to remain silent for a few minutes, especially because I didn’t know what to say. Other than losing a grandparent I wasn’t that close to, I hadn’t experienced much in the way of death yet.

Once Chris’s sobbing had stopped, I decided it was a good time to finally say something that might help him feel more comfortable.

“Hey, thanks for sharing that with me man. I know that must have been very hard for you to do. But you know it’s not your fault right Chris?” 

“I know, that’s what my parents have told me countless times…” 

“Look, I know it sucks, and I can’t imagine what it feels like. I really can’t. But if you had been behind your father’s seat, I wouldn’t be here right now hanging out with you. And maybe, just maybe, you were the one who was always meant to live because you have a purpose. After all, you’ve been the only one other than me who has been able to see this crystal, and now you even have a symbol on it meant just for you…

“Thanks Andy. I guess I never thought about it in that way…”

“Well look, if you don’t cheer up, I’m going to get Andy #2 back here to annoy the crap out of you…” 

“Nooooooo!”

And just like that, it felt as if the two of us had really bonded into best friends for life.

“So it appears as if this symbol is the actual Zodiac symbol doesn’t it?” Chris said turning his attention back to the Wikipedia page.

“Well it obviously doesn’t do anything because you’ve already said the word ‘Zodiac’ a bunch of times and nothing happened.” 

“Hold on a second, look, it says right here the word ‘zodiac’ is derived from the Greek word ‘Zōidiakos’, which means “’circle of friends’.

Suddenly the crystal flew out of his hand with a mesmerizing hum and started spinning around in mid-air between us, faster and faster and faster, until neither of us could see anything but its blur. Loose papers and other light objects began flying around Chris’s room as we both looked over at each other in total shock. The blur began to expand, growing bigger and bigger until it completely enveloped us, causing his room to become blurry instead. It was almost as if we were in the center of a tornado, although thankfully I had never been in one of those to have known. And then as quickly as it started spinning, it rapidly slowed down until it stopped altogether dropping back down into Chris’s hand. Except we both then noticed we no longer were in his bedroom. Instead we were sitting on our two chairs in what appeared to be a large room with all black walls. In place of the ceiling though was the sky and stars, and surrounding us was an immense circular table with from what I could tell, had 12 beings equally positioned completely around it now keenly fixated upon us…

Peace, love, light, and joy,

Andrew Arthur Dawson

My Third Anniversary – SLAA And SAA

Today is my third sober anniversary from an addiction I fought against and lost the battle with for a good portion of my life. It’s one I’d fathom most would find extremely difficult to appreciate if they haven’t ever struggled with this addiction. Nevertheless, on April 23rd, 2012, I finally admitted my powerlessness over my sex and love addiction. It was then I embarked upon a spiritual journey to start recovering from it in Sex and Love Addicts Anonymous (SLAA) and later Sex Addicts Anonymous (SAA).

Recovery from this addiction has been vastly different than my recovery for my prior addiction to alcohol and drugs. At least with the latter, I learned very early on I could easily spend the rest of my life without needing either of them. Practicing permanent abstinence from alcohol and drugs was really not a big loss given how I found plenty of healthier ways in life to find joy and happiness. But sex and love are two things that are quite innate to our human makeup and abstaining from both was never the plan for my long-term recovery from this addiction. Instead, I had to come up with a bottom (sober) line list of former behaviors that always led me to spiraling addictively out of control.

For three years now, I’m so grateful to be able to say I’ve adhered to the bottom line I created with the help of my sponsor. It hasn’t been easy but I’ve definitely maintained my sobriety with the following:

  1. No sexual intimacy outside my committed relationship.
  2. No perusing any dating or sex-based websites.
  3. No pornography.
  4. No phone or cyber sex.
  5. No chasing after married or unavailable people.

But like I said already, most probably won’t understand why sobriety from these things is such a big deal. But for someone like me, who once couldn’t go a day, an hour, and sometimes even a minute without having one of these in play, it’s actually a huge deal! Thus I’m overly grateful to be hitting another milestone in my recovery for this addiction.

This is why I personally would like to thank my sponsor, the Sex and Love Addicts Anonymous (SLAA) and Sex Addicts Anonymous (SAA) recovery programs, and of course my Higher Power (which is God) for helping me find a tremendous amount of freedom from an addiction that formerly occupied so much of my time, energy, and money.

Don’t get me wrong though, I still have plenty of temptations that arise on a daily basis, beckoning me to once again succumb to this addiction’s deadly allure, but thankfully I haven’t. And God-willing, I plan to reach another milestone 365 days from now by continuing to diligently work one day at a time on my 12 Step recovery program for sex and love addiction…

Peace, love, light, and joy,

Andrew Arthur Dawson

The Bible

I grew up reading the Bible. In fact, I had my own children’s version of it with pictures and all, which I opened up quite frequently as a kid. Later, as a young adult, I would attend a number of Bible studies where I became engrossed in all of its language and principles. I’d also expand the number of versions of it in my own library of books to more than just a few as time went on. But somewhere along the line, I stopped reading and studying it as much and instead began expanding my exploration of religion and spirituality. Looking back, especially with what’s going on in the world nowadays, I think that’s because I started seeing the Bible being used as a weapon of discrimination and judgment rather one of unconditional love and light.

Now, all around the world, including even right here in the United States, there’s a constant war raging on with the Bible at the center of it. Churches are throwing this book at one group of people after another citing passage after passage to justify their arguments and build their defense. Meanwhile on the other side of this war are all those classes of people being persecuted and feeling less and less of a desire to follow a God that supposedly doesn’t love them for who they are.

Because of all this, what I feel most these days in regards to this war going on is sadness for both sides. This isn’t the God I’ve come to know and believe in by any means. This isn’t what I learned to do through any of my years and years of studying and learning the good that’s within the Bible.

It seems like every week now I experience one persecution-based incident after another. Just the other day in fact I had a conversation with a Christian woman at a local business who looked at me and said “You know homosexuality is totally a sin and against God. It’s right there in the Bible.” What I found most ironic in her statement was how cold and unloving it was. Because she like so many other Christian people I’ve met continue to maintain the belief they are all welcoming as they try to lead others to the warmth and acceptance of Jesus Christ, yet they practice the exact opposite by saying things just like this.

A sad reality is that if I had a dollar for every time I’ve been on the receiving end of someone using the Bible’s words against me, I’d probably have enough money to go buy a brand new home. It just breaks my heart why so many people continue to believe this is exactly what the Bible teaches them to do.

The main thing I try to take away from the Bible today is what Christ believed in. And that is to love everyone unconditionally. My only goal in life these days is to become a beacon of light that guides others to the God of their understanding, regardless of whoever or whatever they’re makeup is. What it’s not is a quest to throw a book that was written thousands of years ago at someone and say they are doing wrong or are being sinful.

Everyone says the Bible is the exact word of God, yet none of us were there when it was written. None of us have seen the exact scrolls it came from. None of us truly understand the context of what was going on back in those days either. So how do we know it’s the EXACT word of God? When we watch the news, is what we are seeing on the news or reading in a paper the EXACT truth of what actually happened? Most likely not. I honestly believe the same holds true for the Bible.

I must say though that there really is a wonderful spiritual language present throughout the Bible with some truly beautiful principles to practice in life. But in the book I know, the one I studied, and the one I’m still living by today, none of those principles include discriminating, persecuting, or segregating anyone.

So hopefully one day the Bible won’t be used as the weapon of choice anymore for a religious war that will never have any real victor, and instead people will come to see it as just one way, along side plenty of others, to connect with the Source. Because it’s then and only then when people will see the Bible as a whole is about one thing and one thing only, and that’s unconditional love.

Peace, love, light, and joy,

Andrew Arthur Dawson