WHAT is it about alcohol that divides so many people? Guaranteed, when I tell people I don’t drink, they look at me as if I have three heads!
What we know about alcohol is that a) it’s a poison, b) it creates a false high, c) it lowers inhibitions (and makes us vulnerable) and d) it’s addictive. Most of us will know of people whose lives have been ruined, whose relationships have been wrecked, whose health has deteriorated or, worse case have lost their lives through alcohol abuse, yet our society still views booze as a normal part of life. No, scratch that… our society still views alcohol as an ESSENTIAL part of life.
Don’t misunderstand me here, I’m no angel! I trained as, and worked as, a journalist and editor for many years. Fags and booze, back then, were tools of the trade, almost equal to a notebook and pen. At lunchtime, my colleagues and I would stroll down to the local pub and down a few pints (or shots, or glasses of wine), then go back to the office to write more scintillating copy. Over time, I could drink more and more alcohol with less effect, and I could keep up with the boys, thanks very much… although I did have a killer hangover after 12 pints of Strongbow on a night out with the team!
I can honestly say I was never addicted, never craved it, but booze was a normal, everyday part of life.
Back then, although most of my close pals knew I had a tendency to spot the odd dead person on the street, or be given the occasional message from long lost loved ones, I wasn’t following any particular spiritual path. I was just a fun-loving, work hard, play hard cynical journalist and drinking with the gang was part of the package.
As my career blossomed, I graduated from pints to champagne, but whether I was writing news and features for a regional newspaper, or editing a national business magazine and chilling out on Park Lane, booze of some variety was always in the picture.
Of course, the parallel to all this is that my spiritual exploration was growing as well. I’d found myself being pulled towards shamanism and was beginning to hone that natural ability to sense the ‘unseen’. Early on, I remember one of my first shamanic teachers being really, really anti alcohol and none of us really understood why. A few years later, another teacher had a similar outlook and, this time, a few of us were brave enough to ask why. This particular teacher had trained, for many years, with traditional medicine people in the Americas, and explained that alcohol punches a hole right through the auric field, creating damage that can take years to repair. As we began to digest this information, and as some of our group began to mourn their nightly glass of red, our teacher added that champagne was okay to drink. He didn’t explain further, but, the old journalist in me began to raise her head and encourage investigation.
Working with my own spirits (of the ethereal variety) I began to ask about champagne. I learned that it wasn’t so much about the type of drink, but about the intention. Think about it… people rarely reach for the Bollinger to get totally shitfaced, do they? Bubbly is usually consumed in celebration of a happy event, whereas other types of drink are often used as a crutch, as an aid to forget, as a drug to help us crawl through the stresses and strains of life.
Armed with this information, I merrily declared that I would drink only champagne from then on. You could say I missed – or chose to ignore – the point. Spirit, however, had other ideas…
The more I practised my spiritual work, the more my vibration raised and the more I opened myself up to lessons from my spirit teachers, the less I was able to take alcohol. At times, even a sniff would make me feel desperately ill.
A few years back, having taken the decision to cut right back, I went to a friend’s hen night. Through the entire evening, I consumed just one glass of white wine…and I was violently ill. A few weeks later, at the wedding, I politely sipped the champagne toast, then bolted outside to throw up in the car park. Lovely. No more alcohol for me!
For me, not drinking does not equate to boring. I can now have just as much fun sober – possibly more – thank you very much. In fact, at a work bash a few years ago, one of my colleagues tried to convince me to take a taxi home, rather than my car, even though I’d been drinking water and juice all night… he couldn’t understand how I could be so happy and relaxed if I wasn’t drunk!
The contrast with my glory days, when I didn’t like to go to a party, present at an awards evening or even sit with friends on a night out without a glass of something in my hand, is stark. Even if we’re not even addicted, society does teach us to depend on alcohol… we learn that it’s quite normal to depend on our nightly glass of wine to help us chill out, or that cocktail to help us have fun at a summer barbecue, or the trendy bottle of beer at a party just to fit in. Have a quick word with yourself; what makes YOU want to drink? What’s your intention? Do you really NEED that bottle with dinner tonight? If so, why?
Of course, the ‘no alcohol’ lifestyle doesn’t sit well with everyone in spiritual circles, and there are divided opinions. I’ve heard some shamanic people say alcohol is grounding, and I’ve seen others merrily drinking mead and sharing it with the fire as an offering. Each to their own, but it’s really not my path. When I run workshops, one of the rules is that participants have to be alcohol free for at least 24 hours either side? Why? Because I want their journeying experiences to be clear, because I don’t want their dreaming to be affected by the toxins in the alcohol, and because my guides tell me it’s the way to go, and when they speak, I listen.
Are there ever exceptions to the rule for me? Yes… there’s one particular guide I work with who uses very small sips of single malt as a vehicle for strong dream messages. And I mean a SIP… not even a quarter of a measure. When I work with this particular guide, the drink is used reverently, with respect, just as I might work with a plant spirit energy. Bottles of single malt in our house last a loooooooong time!
The other exception, of course, is using alcohol as a stabiliser for animal power essences and plant essences. For these, I use roughly 50/50 brandy and water and the essences are usually taken in water, a couple of drops at a time. So, if we acknowledge that the brandy form has quite a low alcohol percentage in context with the entire bottle of liquid, and that it’s divided in half again when I add it to the water in the essence bottle, and then that we only consume a tiny amount diluted in a much larger expanse of water, it’s far too weak a mixture to count as a boozy tipple!
So what’s the message of this blog? Am I telling you not to drink? No, absolutely not, but I am hoping my story might help some of you understand that we really don’t NEED to be under the influence of alcohol to have a fulfilling life. Even before my energy work stopped me consuming the ‘demon drink’, I was becoming very aware of how immune my body was becoming to the effects of alcohol… I was becoming numb to its effects and that, in itself, rang alarm bells.
Whether you believe we have one life or several, I want to live mine with alertness, with my eyes open, fully engaged with every passing moment, learning all that I can. Auric shield damage aside, alcohol numbs the senses, and I want my senses to be alive, in tune and ready to perceive the beauty of every waking moment.
Walk in truth and beauty,