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very nature of an alcoholic, the approach used to convince one individual that AA is the solution to his problem will not necessarily work for another prospect. Many members use the same approach on all prospective new members whom they contact, when actually we should pattern our methods to suit the personality of the individual with whom we are working.

      R. L. O.

      Lawton, Oklahoma

Closed Meeting

      July 1961

      “If you travel in a foreign land,” said one of our older members, “you need a map and a guide. For us, in the new land of sober living, the program is our map and a sponsor is our guide. Our sponsor can help us to understand and to work the program, and is the desirable person with whom to do the Fifth Step when we are ready for it.”

      ANONYMOUS

      New York City, New York

My Sponsor, My Friend

      August 1982

      When I came into AA, I was told to get a sponsor. The word itself confused me, but I began looking. At a meeting one night, I heard a girl talking. She sounded so nice and her story sounded so much like mine that right away I asked her to be my sponsor.

      As time went by, we became very close friends, but I did not feel that she was helping me. I really loved her as a friend, but she always seemed to want to control me and my life, when I only wanted advice. Whenever we were together and she asked what Step I was on or brought up anything that had to do with AA, I changed the subject. I guess you could say I ran. This went on for many months, and I kept thinking, Well, I have to get a different sponsor.

      One night, I was going to tell her that I would have to let her go. You know what the outcome of our talk was? We became closer than we had ever been, as sponsor and sponsee. I found out why I had felt she was not the right sponsor for me. It was not her so much as it was me.

      I had built a wall between us that I could not break through. I realized we had seemed to be growing away from each other because I was not letting her see me. How am I supposed to get help from any sponsor if I do not let her see who I am and where I am at? I was afraid that if I let her see me, I would be judged, and I didn’t want that—I wanted everyone to believe I was well. I wanted to be where everyone else in the program was, rather where I was. That night, I opened up and let her know that I was not where I pretended to be.

      I am sick, but I am getting better slowly. I now feel that I can talk to my sponsor, not from my mouth, but from my heart. It does hurt to let people know that you’re not as well as you want to be, but I want to get better. Running from where I am is not going to get me better. So I am working today with the help of my sponsor.

      S. D.

      Chicago, Illinois

More Questions Than Answers

      March 1989

      Last night at one of my favorite meetings, a friend pulled me aside to ask for some help with a newcomer she was sponsoring. She needed to talk, and I needed to hear myself say, “What do you or I or anyone know about sponsorship anyway?” even though I have spent hours, days, months, and years working with newcomers in the Fellowship.

      Sponsorship and service are without a doubt the foundation of my sobriety and my happiness. In service work I am profoundly aware that the more I learn the more there is to learn. But until a few months ago, I thought I had a lot of good ideas—certainly a lot of opinions—about sponsorship. After all, I spend a couple of hours every day being a sponsor to various women, and since some success had attended these efforts, I felt I knew something. In my better moments, I saw working with newcomers as simply the work I did for the God of my understanding on a daily basis. Since I had never yet asked, “Will you be my pigeon?” I assumed the people put in my life were the ones God meant me to work with, to help as best I could, with the tremendous support of the Fellowship. Since I turned my pigeons over to him on a daily basis, I simply tried to serve in any way possible, whether on the phone, at a meeting, for lunch or for coffee. The single most important thing I did as a sponsor was to show up and then let go and let God.

      But I felt that some relationships were smoother—better, easier, more gratifying for me. Consequently, I assumed that these better relationships were the ones in which I most successfully did God’s work. If I ever had to get rid of a few pigeons, these easy relationships would be the ones that I would keep. Because the others, on occasion, drove me wild.

      That was a few months ago. Then, as the “Twelve and Twelve” says, life has a way of handing us a few lumps. Returning from my honeymoon, I received a call that one of my most beloved pigeons had committed suicide. I cannot even write these words without crying; at many moments the pain and the loss are still greater than the acceptance. I have asked myself repeatedly: “Why? Why didn’t I give her my out-of-town phone number? Why didn’t I have one more conversation with her?” My last vision of her is at the wedding, happy, laughing, and smiling. Sponsoring her had been pure joy; there was never a harsh word between us. She ended every conversation by telling me she loved me; I never doubted that she did. She was one of the easiest people to love unconditionally I have ever known.

      You don’t take credit for your successes and you don’t take credit for your failures, old-time wisdom tells us. I believe that, and yet I felt that I had failed her, failed the Fellowship, and failed the God of my understanding. But how limited is my own wisdom?

      Yesterday, another one of my pigeons was on the phone. I had just given her a three-year medallion the night before. She casually said, “You know, I think we have had the perfect sponsor and pigeon relationship.” From my point of view the statement was shocking. We had argued frequently, she had rebelled against all the suggestions of the program, had refused to go to meetings, and in my opinion had been on a dry drunk for months at a time. It was certainly true that in the past few months she was beginning to work at the Steps and was starting to take some responsibility for her actions and her sobriety. Maybe it was the ideal relationship because she and I are still sober and because I didn’t quit, as I often wanted to do, and tell God this was work I wouldn’t do. All I could do, it seemed to me, was to hang in a day at a time.

      I am at one of those points where there are more questions than answers. I still believe that when I watch the newcomers I sponsor get active, go to meetings, work with a group, reach out to others in the Fellowship, attend Step meetings, and begin to get their foundation in the program, I am more or less doing what I am supposed to do as a sponsor. I also know that there are moments when a pigeon calls to tell me she is a sponsor for the first time—when she becomes my peer in the Fellowship, doing the work of AA—that make me happy. When a pigeon stands at the podium and talks about how glad she was to get her first year so that she could give service to the Fellowship I feel I am on the right path. But those are things I value. What does God want?

      No doubt I have complicated sponsorship. Whatever happens to those I sponsor, working with them has kept me sober and for that I am profoundly grateful. I know that as long as God keeps putting people in my life, I will keep on being a sponsor. Whether that is for a day or for years is simply God’s will and not mine. Like all my gifts in this life, these pigeons are simply on loan from God and can be called back by him, or to him, at any time.

      A. S.

      Dorchester, Massachusetts

CHAPTER TWO

      Discipline Saved My Life

      How following a sponsor’s directions led to recovery and growth

      In the story “Beyond ‘I’m Sorry’,” when one sponsor suggests to an AA that he make amends to a client he’d harmed in the past by offering his services free of charge, his sponsee responds, “Uhhh … I’ll have to think about that.” But when the sponsee does follow his sponsor’s suggestion, he gets positive results and knows it was