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In Jail Within Us
By Rabbi James Stone Goodman
I went to the jail to visit someone. A former drug user, recalled to jail
for a warrant from another state. In jail, you wait and you wait and you
wait. Even when you are visiting, you wait. The people who work at the
jail, I noticed, move very slowly. What's the hurry? It's jail.
The rooms are unpleasant, even for guests. Everything is dirty, half the
light fixtures are out and un-replaced. The chairs are all loose at the
joints. They have all kinds of stuff stuck to them. Every surface has a
filmy coating. It's jail.
I found the jail an unpleasant place, even as a visitor. As I moved
through the labyrinth of the jail to make my supervised visit, I glanced
through the window of one of the doors and I saw the lock-up. There was a
man in an orange suit standing in it. It was the same orange that the
Buddhist monks of southeast Asia wear.
As I looked into the cell, I felt myself gulp a breath, how could you
breathe in there, I thought, caged up that way?
I waited in a room with a half a dozen partitions, heavy glass, and
phones like you see in the movies. I waited another twenty minutes. The
person I was visiting came and sat down at the other side of the thick
glass. He picked up the phone. He was also wearing an orange Buddhist monk
costume.
"I hope you're not here to help me like every other AA hypocrite #%&*$*
I've met," he said by way of introduction.
I didn't know what he meant. The hypocrites I have known have never made
it to AA. Untreated alcoholism can be a terrible thing, whether you're
still drinking and taking drugs, whether you're not.
We started to talk
about the difference between ceasing to drug or drink and sobriety. I told
him that I believed that addiction is not about substances, it's about
personalities that become attached to substances. It's about the emptiness
within, it's about the space into which we drink, it's about the emptiness
into which we stuff drugs.
When we stop drinking, when we stop taking drugs, then we encounter the
problem, staring back at us in the mirror, that we are now free to repair.
It's about the personality that became attached to drugs and alcohol.
That's the big difference between not taking drugs and being sober.
Sobriety you have to work for, it's hard work, because it's about the
personality that became attached to the substance.
It's about attachment. We talked about attachment and the freedom of the
personality liberated from such attachments, the freedom to work ourselves
well, and sure enough, we began to sound like two Buddhists though only
one of us was dressed appropriately. There in jail, we began to hover over
the thick glass which separated us, somewhere above the dirt we met and
spoke the truth clearly and un-judgmentally to each other, I liked him, he
liked me, but he's in there and I'm out here.
"What's it like to be in there?" I asked.
He began to tell me. "Not so bad. . .really, you get used to it. You
carry your jail around with you, right?"
That's what we had been talking about all along, some of us are out here
but we carry our prison with us wherever we go, and likewise our freedom,
because it's an inside job, jail, freedom, like sobriety, the work is
inner. It's an inside job, sobriety, freedom, prison, we get what we work,
we are our struggles. We are the freedom we seek. Or we are not.
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