PINK CLOUDS
Raw. Defeated. Willing.
I felt more connected than I ever had in my life, AWKWARD AS IT WAS.
I could relate to the people in the room sharing their stories.
I sat uncomfortably in a circle on a cold collapsible metal chair and for the first time in my life I felt "a part of".
After many and unexpected withdrawal symptoms, a lightness came over me.
I felt free, and happy and love...
LOVE.
On one occasion, a few months later, in a meeting at a park, I was told that I wasn't really happy, that I was just on a
*PINK CLOUD.
And soon, they said, I would be miserable like them.
Okay, they didn't say this last part exactly,
but it was the sentiment and the beginning of a RESENTMENT
that would later make it on my list.
*And the first thing you know, I was lifted
right out of the AA group, and I floated
higher and higher and even higher, until I
was upon a pink cloud, which is known as
Pink Seven, and I felt miserable again.
-Anonymous
Big Book 4th Edition
Page 304
7 Series 04: Pink Clouds, 2016
Ink on vellum. 12" x 18"