"Let's Talk About" Series, Asheville, Blog
To my friends, family, and readers who drink
Amber Shehan • June 15, 2015
Let’s get a little serious. We all know that I am a brewer and lover of good booze. I love to share my drink recipes and such with the world, hence this blog – but I’m a healer first. Let’s talk about “conscious drinking.” I live in a town full of breweries, wineries, cider houses…often even winning…
Let’s get a little serious.
We all know that I am a brewer and lover of good booze. I love to share my drink recipes and such with the world, hence this blog – but I’m a healer first. Let’s talk about “conscious drinking.”
I live in a town full of breweries, wineries, cider houses…often even winning the title of “Beer City USA”. People visit Asheville just to tour the breweries and talk grains and hops and gruit and mouthfeels. We’ve got moonshine, local whisky, meaderies, even an “Amazing Pubcycle” that you can pedal up and down the hilly streets while guzzling down your favorite booze.
You visitors, you drinkers, family and friends: I see your beauty, but I am also seeing more and more often your sallow skin, your dark-circled eyes, and I can *feel* your livers crying. I can, even if you can’t. I know what it sounds and looks like – I watched my daddy die from cirrhosis and I surely don’t want to watch it happen again if I can help it.
Watching my beloveds stumble around without sense hurts my heart. Watching unnecessary fights makes me angry. Watching someone’s potentially positive spiritual journey cross the line and become just another delirious, painful night makes me sad. Hearing about folks driving while completely intoxicated makes me rage.
Alcohol, like any other intoxicant, absolutely has its uses and it can have great function in festival, celebration, and even shamanic journeying when used consciously.
But when you drain a bottle without thinking, it tends to turn your focus inward, into a spiral of SELF! and EGO! and gets you stuck on navel-gazing. It takes ALL your emotions and cranks them up into the atmosphere. It makes for easy tears, easy fights, and easy pain (both physical and otherwise).
Like I said, I’m a brewer, a pixie, a hobbit. I drink a beer or two a day, I bring bottles of booze, beer, and wine to gatherings and dinners to help celebrate. I’m not saying “Don’t drink.” I’m saying that we can be smarter about it. Especially those in my generation – we’re the up and coming elders, like it or not. There are kids learning from us, our own kids, and others who come to see what we have to share. What are we showing them?
I want you to do something about it.
Drink more water. Please *occasionally* listen to that voice that says “maybe I don’t need this drink right now”. Please take care of yourselves because I can’t do it for all of y’all, nor should I have to. If you’re gonna drink, drink consciously.
I love you all.