My way is sobriety from alcohol.

I also give myself over to the higher power of my understanding. My higher power is in control. Loves me and wants to see the best for me. And I must humble my ass to be the grain of sand that remains in movement with the ebb and flow of the tide.

I engrain that grain of sand idea in me. That I have alcoholism, and even without the alcohol gone I still am neurotic. Thus I work on my character defects. Overcome the need to be some boulder or giant rock. I am a grain of sand on the sands of time.

Have an amazing day.