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    A New Year's Eve - Clean, Sober and Liminality-Free

    I have been clean and sober for just over a month now and have made the commitment to travel down the recovery path once again.  Nearly a decade ago I had tried this before and after a couple of years of a week here and a month there I was able to achieve about a year of continuous sobriety before going "back out."  Consequently I saw new year arrive last night sober for just the second time in some thirty five years (except for those times I had fallen asleep before the midnight hour).

    I don't bring this up seeking some kind of congratulations (or pity), nor to wag my finger at all those out there who enjoy their libations in whatever preferred form.  The reason I bring this up can be seen in the word "libation" itself. While we now use the word to merely describe any of the intoxicating beverages (and other substances) we consume or the consuming of such, it originally referred to the pouring of a liquid offering as a religious ritual or the liquid so poured.  Like the word libation, our celebrations have tended to lose their role to help orientate us in the world once the event is over.  They have become just merely another event in which we participate. 

    Herbert Blau wrote in Taking Up the Bodies:

    We lack the ritual forms with the clear events; when we have the clear events we distrust the forms.

    This is not some attack on the secularization of our society.  I am not bemoaning how so many people have turned their back on organized religions.  This has nothing to do with religion at all, although it may involve religious beliefs for some. 

    What this is about is liminality or, rather, the lack of liminality in our society.  Specifically those times when we consciously seek those psychological, and for some metaphysical, subjective state of being on the threshold of or between two different existential planes. Consequently, this subjective state of being is "characterized by the dislocation of established structures, the reversal of hierarchies, and uncertainty regarding the continuity of tradition and future outcomes."

    Jean Paul Sartre wrote of such a state of being - referring to it as nausea - arising as a mere consequence of modern world, but mentioned above I speaking of those time when we consciously seek them.  And as a general rule we seek these states of being through some ritual form.

    Although Arnold Van Gennep distinguished between those forms that resulted in a change of status for an individual or social group, and those that signified transitions in the passage of time, in both cases these rituals are formally dealing with some transformation to which the individual(s) are connected.   As such then the ritual was a means, in part, to shape the inner life and tie together of thought and experience in the context of that transformation.

    In this light, we can see our New Year celebrations as such a ritual - a moment when we acknowledge the passage of time, how we and our communities have changed and where we going in the coming year.  The point is that culturally speaking, those celebrations in which we participate, the means through which we reflect on the past and coming year, are conducted in such a way to avoid the state of being associated with liminality.  We as a society [yes there a many people who demonstrate the exception to the rule] gravitate to best ten lists of the best viral videos or worst dressed on the red carpet, new year resolutions, and drinking heavily into the lead up to the countdown to midnight.

    Herbert Blau, near the conclusion of Taking Up the Bodies, wrote:

    A mere peaceful coexistence on the level of the polluted earth is still the task of scoundrels, at the dubious end of ideology, at the possible end of history, when our lives are still dominated (incredibly) by the prospect of actual disappearance.  All theater comes against the inevitability of disappearance from the struggle to appear. The only theater worth seeing - that can be seen rather than stared through -- is that which struggles to appear.  The rest is all bad makeup.

    Although Blau is primarily concerned with the theater, what he says about theater can be applied (as Blau would argue) not only to any art form and those who create or engage it, but also to all the ritual forms (and yes a theatrical performance is a ritual) in society.  The struggle to appear can be understood as that effort to emerge from a liminal condition, a condition consciously chosen - to re-establish the "I" and one's place in the world, and, thus, one's relationship with that world, whether that includes God or not.  As related on Wikipedia:

    One's sense of identity dissolves to some extent, bringing about disorientation, but also the possibility of new perspectives. [Victor] Turner posits that, if liminality is regarded as a time and place of withdrawal from normal modes of social action, it potentially can be seen as a period of scrutiny for central values and axioms of the culture where it occurs- one where normal limits to thought, self-understanding, and behavior are undone. In such situations, “the very structure of society [is] temporarily suspended”

    When we return, we returned changed and consequently the world and our relationship to it.  Our central values or axioms may be strengthen or weakened, or seen in a new light, or news one may replace the old.  Our commitment to, faith in or trust of the societal and spiritual structures, hierarchies and traditions may be strengthened or weakened, seen in a new light, or new ones may arise in our minds eye.  

    In human history, these ritual forms have been usually related to a particular religion or spiritual belief since throughout history most societies have interwoven religion and spiritual beliefs into all the structures, hierarchies, and traditions.  Moreover, most of the rituals and liminal experiences were designed to reinforce the community's status quo.  What separates the modern world from our past is the rise of the secularization of some of those structures, hierarchies, and traditions, and consequently the ritual forms designed to reinforce the status quo.  The Super Bowl Sunday tradition is probably the easiest one to conjure up (although there is much praying going on - especially by those who bet the family farm on its outcome). 

    What we are experiencing in society today is lack of this liminality in our rituals whether religious or secular, political or cultural.  In this regard, this makes us no different than much of those before us.  This is not a knock our (post)modern and (post)industrial society.  We are definitely not the first to be just going through the motions. There has been an upside in the past as the mere lost of the power behind the rituals lessened the power of the ruling powers who benefited from the affirmation of the status quo. But if we do have new ritual which put us through that struggle to appear, we are left being, to put it superficial, deeply unaware of our selves, the world, and the relationship between the two.

    Politically speaking, whether one desires the nation to maintain the status quo, return to good old days, or reform the whole damn thing into something new, it will not happen with out people in some form or fashion consciously and consistently experiencing such liminality.  There are the occasional hit and miss epiphanies resulting from stumbling upon the just right phenomenon like a work of art or political protest, but if one waits for those to create the desired tipping point, one will wait forever.

    Now for another "this is not what this blog is about" qualifier: I am not saying going out to a party on New Year's Eve is in and of itself is a bad thing, that taking a few moments to read a top ten list of the worst dressed on the red carpet in 2011 is why our country politically has gone off the rails, or that making a new year resolution is destroying the social fabric of society.  All of them are basically harmless.  And for many it is a time to have some quality time with friends and family, which can be very significant to those involved.

    As the title of this blog attests to, I myself did not participate in any deeply meaningful ritual last night marking the transition of time in which I experienced liminality.  I actually just stayed home and dinked around, watched some television, and then went to bed. No struggling to appear for me last night.  There were a few celebration gatherings organized by people in recovery I could have attended if I was so inclined, but I wasn't feeling terribly social and didn't want to hassle with being out on the roads. 

    Yet as the night unfolded, my mind wandered over a few thoughts.  As one might imagine given what I related in the beginning of this blog, much of thoughts bounced around the nature of my own recovery and what that means for my life (in case one is wondering - I didn't have any serious cravings to go "back out").

    I am not one of those who believes (or convinces myself to believe) alcohol and other mood altering substances are evil, and consequently everyone should abstain or behaving immoral should that partake in them, as a means to stay clean and sober.  One can enjoy one's libations and not only live a decent, quality life, but also engage in deeply meaningful and liminal rituals.  (While I don't have any serious issue with those who utilize mood altering substances as part of their religious rituals, such practices are not really aligned with my own beliefs which are of the Zen Buddhist school of thought.)

    The reality is, however, for me, the use of alcohol prevents me from participating in such liminal rituals. There is no need to go into all the details of the impact of my disease has had on my life, but it, along with some other factors, left me a shell of an individual, fragmented at best, disintegrating at worst -- both psycho-emotionally and spiritually. 

    And such a person cannot move towards becoming  a fully realized citizen or member of the community (one is always moving towards, never arriving).

    Now that I am back on the road of recovery, that unceasing path, there is the opportunity to once again participate in rituals in which I struggle to appear.  This is the significance of my commitment to remain clean and sober.  While just abstaining from alcohol (and other mood-altering substances) is a good thing, it ultimately is not much to write home about if end up just being sober and going through the motions.  Moreover, if I choose to avoid the liminal state of being and all the discomforts and disorientation it brings, the likelihood is I won't be sober for long.

    It doesn't take long when one is pondering a commitment to such a path before the general lack of such liminal rituals in our society comes to the forefront of one's mind.  It is easy to come across as either arrogant or preachy when one seems to be  making a sweeping claim about how everyone is going through the motion - although I would say there is a good number of people who aren't.  As well, it may just seem to be just a fancy way of pointing out the common gripe about the general superficiality of society (more concerned about Lindsay Lohan than state of education in our country) and related bemoaning of either low-information voters or those who have their priorities and values out of whack.

    I believe, however, that the nature of this struggle to appear is what is commonly missed in our lives.  Many of us attend religious services, attend plays that grapple with the big themes, and gather together to recognize the transformations of time and values of our community.  But are we really struggling to appear?  Or are just going through the motions? 

    Happy New Year

    Comments

    Good to hear, Trope. I come from many generations of alcoholics and Baptist preachers. Love of the liminal, and what they find beyond, I guess. 

    Funny, the drinkers ended up rich. The preachers... usually in jail. ;-)

    Me, I like walking. Lots to be found out there. Much of it of the "in-here" variety.

    Cheers.


    I suppose the goal is to redefine what we consider "rich."

    There was a time I used to do a lot of walking - having no car at the time. Learning to find peace in every step, as Thich Nhat Hanh would say, can really a way to discover what is really there - both in and out.  Even as the snow swirls, I need to get out there.

    Cheers.


    I'm a bit surprised you're not more allied with Lindsay Lohan and her struggle to appear - shame Jacob Freeze isn't around.


    I doubt Hugh Hefner is the person one should turn to if one is sincerely struggling to appear.


    Actually all jokes aside, I imagine Hugh Hefner is quite supportive of all his girls. 

    I don't recall ever hearing anything mean about him, which is surprising considering the kind of business and involvement he's in, and you'd figure there's be a lot of psychological problems to assist with going through the years at the Playboy mansion.


    Oh excuse me as I use your thread for a little mini-rant about New Year's Eve expectations for all, alcoholic and non-alcoholic alike.

    I am non-alcoholic, though a heavy cocktail lounge and disco drinker in a few misspent years of my youth long ago and far away. Hanging with the kind that would mock New Years' Eve as "amateur night." But I secretly always wished for the movie picture perfect bash with lots of people and would always get depressed that I didn't get it. Later in life I went a couple of times to splurge on the expensive big planned parties. They were depressing, filled with older boring couples who could afford to take the wife out for a supposed treat. All dressed up with no where to go type of thing.

    When the spouse became a reformed alcoholic, I gave up trying. It was incredibly freeing to get rid of those expectations. I found that the easiest way to do it is to switch to celebrating New Year's Day with a special daytime activity or even a brunch-style party or socializing. It helped him, it helped me more. Doing "the countdown" is not a good party idea, it is a depressing, kind of sick in a way. Auld lange syne is a very melancholy, depressive song, almost sicko in a way, and imbibing alcohol to excess usually also ends up in a melancholy and depressive state. Whoever invented these traditions, they deserve a big boo at minimum.

    It is really nice to spend New Year's Day doing something special with energy rather than nursing overindulgence of the night before, it is a great way to get a boost from the page turning.

    If you really are antsy sitting at home on the Eve, a visit to a church-like service or concert is actually very helpful, pondering the past year, ready for the next. In many urban areas, there are an amazing number of people out there who do the same thing, the events are there if you look for them.

    A special note: I did go to Times Square once. Everyone who has gone should tell the truth to everyone who hasn't: you are missing nothing, it is bogus bullshit. You will stand in the cold penned in a small space with people you don't know and may not like for hours (and that started long before 9/11 security influences,) and you will not be able to see much of anything. It is boring and miserable. You will also have to have extraordinary talent at holding your urine. Those people you see on TV got there at least 8 hours early and were selected to be in special areas to act as performers in a way, and they are not a large crowd.


    Thanks for the "mini-rant." 

    I used to hate New Year's Eve (and St. Patrick's Day) because my local haunts would suddenly be packed with the "amateurs," who were loud and obnoxious.  One might consider one has a drinking problem when one gets upset with people for interfering with one's plan to sit and drink all night in a place where one has spent all the previous nights drinking all night.

    Your description of the parties and gathering is right on in my opinion.  There is usually that undercurrent of quiet desperation - which leads to people trying even harder to have a "good time" and usually drinking more.  And I never understood those people who stood in Times Square (or watch it on tv).

    The alternatives you offer are excellent suggestions.  Of course we don't see those people like you and your spouse on the media, which would have us believe everyone (or least everyone is somebody) is out there having the time of their lives as they party to the countdown. 


    Alcohol helps prevent New Year's Eve/Day from creating any kind of genuine or lasting transition in our lives: the three-day process of getting drunk, having a hangover and nursing one's brain back to normal occupies the time that we'd spend outlining and executing our plans for the upcoming year, if we really had any.

    And thank goodness, I suppose--what if we all went around being planful and improving our lives and those of others? Why, all the fakery in the world would just...collapse, and there we'd be, with hardly a fig leaf to cover our realness!

    In this context, downing a fifth of gin and throwing up in the middle of the dance floor becomes a heroic effort to rescue our "lather, rinse, repeat" way of life from the serious people who lurk among us, waiting for their chance to render us permanently conscious......


    Heh.  Nicely put.

    I mean who wants to be authentic.  Yuck!

    And imagine how boring all the tv shows would be - hour after hour of people practicing random kindness and senseless acts of beauty.


    Oh, we wouldn't watch TV--too much genuine human interaction and useful activity out there just waiting to get done!


    If you don't watch tv how do you know what fashions you're supposed to be wearing, what is the latest with the Kardasians, and what latest syndrome that needs a little blue pill you should be asking your doctor about?


    I just got an email from a neighbor which surprised me. We talk from time to time but we are not close. The email was a confession and homily of sorts, surprising because I had no idea he might have a problem with alcohol---of course, as I would have had no clue about it's effects on your life except for your blog. 

    The email said he had simply gotten too drunk to drive and it was a plea for others to do as he did if they find themselves in that predicament. He somehow found a bus and took it within a few blocks of his house. He admitted to not knowing even where he got the bus, just that he had done it. I think he sent the email for himself, to put it out there publicly, so that the revelation of it might help heal him of his behavior.

    Anyway, Trope, I read your story and was moved by it. I think this community is a positive force for you. Happy New Year!


    Thanks for this story.  I would assume that the email was also some of plea for help.  Not something like a full blown intervention or a call for people to drag him off to a rehab center.  But by putting it out to the public so to say, to people he wasn't that close to, he was probably in his own way coming to terms with his issue, but not quite sure how to proceed.  One of the common problems people with active addictions face is the once the notion is there, the next step can't be seen.  It is a kind of hopelessness and depression of being out of control, unable to stop that which one wants to control. 

    Actually I would guess, and not knowing the person I really have no real knowledge about him, he is probably seeking someone to just listen to him, in a non-judgmental way.  Someone who might offer a suggestion about what he might one consider about himself, his addiction, and the means to address it.  If he is an alcoholic, he may not be ready to take the full plunge into abstinence (and heading to a AA meeting or something similar), but he does seem to wanting something more than just take a bus home if they get as drunk as he did.

    One key point: he is admitting he had a blackout as a result of his drinking.  People who do not have a drinking problem usually do not consume so much as to have an actual blackout (the memories are still there on those "wild nights," they're just really blurry).

    Thanks for the positive comments.  Happy New Year!


    This is an interesting story. He probably wanted people to know that taking the bus is easier than people think it would be (hey, even a drunk can do it!) and it was brave of him to admit that he screwed up in the first place.

    But yeah, the blacking out is not a great sign.

    Would it be appropriate to write back & say something like this? 

    "I was impressed that you put that story out there. I hope that others will read it and remember that getting home safely is something a person can do even if they've had a few too many.

    I do want to say I know that some people really struggle with alcohol--blacking out and not being able to make it home can be warning signs. If you or anyone who reads your email ever finds that they need help with more than their keys, there's a large and helpful sober community out there for support! For those who are interested, www.aa.org is a place to start, or just call a trustworthy person--help is out there.

    Well I will get off my soap box now. Anyway, (Steve, Bob, Al) it was a great letter that will probably do some good in this crazy world. Good for you for writing it!

    Sincerely,

    Oxy"

    I think that would get the message across without it being too specific...what do you think, Trope?

     


    That's pretty darn good.  It isn't judgmental or saying the person is an alcoholic or even has a  "problem."  And it ends by returning the content of the letter and praising.  Yet it still touches on the subject on alcoholism.


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