Now that the November leaves are flurrying down off the trees and my four-year inspiration to drink is on his way out of the White House, I made a “simple but not easy” personal decision. This has been on my mind for a while, the more so after reading an excellent article by Lorna Smithers mentioning alcohol use and Asperger’s. I unapologetically love a good beer, but after some reflection, I came to the conclusion that I have been using alcohol to lessen my own feelings of anxiety as an Aspie.
As you might expect, I take the law very seriously and my use of alcohol mirrors that. (Sidebar: it is disturbing that some recent shows on Netflix–e.g., Grace and Frankie and Cobra Kai—treat DUIs like just a “fun” bit of plotline… at the very least, let’s see characters who drink and drive, and thereby thoughtlessly endanger innocents’ lives, get arrested and convicted.) Law or no, I decided this is the right time to “KonMari” my alcoholic beverage intake. Eliminate the clutter and leave just enough to spark joy. As a result, in my personal world booze is now for Saturdays only. I’m already noticing deeper and improved sleep.
This also means a shift in how I do offerings. Djehuty and Odin especially would tend to get alcohol on the days I honor Them (Monday or Tuesday for Djehuty and Wednesday for Odin). For now, though, if I am giving Them alcohol, it will have to be on Saturdays. They are both quite supportive and are all right with receiving other offerings such as incense on Their regular days, while waiting until Saturday if They want something stronger. Our Gods and Goddesses are good Gods and Goddesses. They are eternal Holy Powers who very much recognize efforts to do something positive for one’s well-being. My personality is such that I need a realistic and set rule to make a “simple but not easy” change stick.
Why Saturday in particular? I treat Saturday as Forseti’s day–going back to the old idea of it once being the bathing and cleansing day, and making a few additional mental jumps to connect it with holy waters and the legend of Him bringing forth a clear spring by striking His axe into the turf. I don’t ask that to make sense to anyone else. It works for me.
Of course, you can’t just take a comfort away and leave nothing in its place. The other six days of the week, I have herbal teas and an occasional bold caffeinated tea (for various reasons, I finally got off regular coffee at the beginning of this year and have not looked back). Like the article linked above says, fulfilling alone time is also vital. These might not be the most helpful answers ever for a neurotypical person. They are, however, my answers.