Born Free, Stay Free and Stop Smoking Today
A number of years ago I enjoyed "Born Free," wildlife cinema at its best. The 1966 film won numerous awards and was based on the 1960 book penned by Joy Adamson. Joy and her husband, Kenya game warden, George Adamson, raised Elsa, a lion cub, and eventually returned her to the wild.
Although also born free, I wasn't free at the time the movie appeared: I smoked and drank to excess. Now I am free from nicotine and booze and have stayed free for many years.
If you've read my earlier posts, you know that I lost my dearest love, little Miles, my fiercely faithful pooch companion of over eleven years. His environment, I'm pleased to report, was smoke- and booze-free from day one. Since his death this summer, I've very recently acquired a new love, little Opie, who's only nine months old. Rescued by a "no-kill shelter" in Canoga Park, California, my new puppy was cared for by folks who provided a smoke-free environment and now he's safely in my smoke-free abode.
Are you a pet owner who puffs around your parakeet? An old lawyer friend of mine accidentally sat on her parakeet while inhaling pot. She later entered recovery after she squashed her bird. Do you blow rings at your beagle? Stomp out butts near your basset hound? Hoist a few cold ones prior to mounting your horse? Drop a few strands of pipe tobacco onto your tabby in the self-absorbed process of lighting up?
What about a human child in your care: Does the child join you second-handedly in a smoke? How's about granny? Does your "what-does-it-all-mean-Nietzschesque cigarette-break smoke waft into her frail lungs in the adjoining room or back into the kitchen as you politely puff on the back porch?
How's about you? Are you at long last ready for a green-to-go, exhilarating adventure? Maybe you shouldn't allow your parakeet, dog, cat, horse too close to your nicotine aura. Perhaps you'd better keep a distance from children, grannies, young adults, goldfish, other life forms whilst you spew forth tobacco toxins.
Now I know as well as you do that when we change - really truly change - we do it for us, individually. Ultimately we can ofttimes reach a point beyond thinking and feeling and can catapult our individual selves into the actual act of doing. We take action. We reach out. We search the internet. Make phone calls. See our family physicians. Start a log of our new day. Days of nicotine freedom become weeks, months, years, decades, a lifetime.
Change is here now. It's always been available; it's up to us individually to take action, to change, to cease our cigarette coughs, our nicotine nightmares, and our contamination of others who perhaps have little or no escape from the toxins produced by our active addictive disorder.
You can - in your nicotine-free environment - feel free to welcome in chirping birds, baying hounds, squealing children, knitting grannies. They'll stay alive to cheer your change. And so will I. Invite me over after you've extinguished your tobacco use and I'll bring my pooch with me.
Visit me at quitnicotinenow.net. I look forward to being with you again next week.