By Elena Brower HOLY FIRE

A Celebration Of Sobriety: Freedom Means Clear Seeing & Full Healing

By Elena Brower

A note of thanks in celebration of my two-year sober anniversary.

1975. Back seat of my Mama’s car. That familiar viscerally revolting smell, coupled with the strangely aspirational vision of my hero, my queen, my mother, her elegantly veined hand out the window, cigarette perched between first and middle finger. Music, lightness, breeze. Freedom.

1985. My bathroom, my childhood home, standing on the closed toilet seat smoking into an exhaust vent two feet above my head, praying I’d go undetected, savouring the naughty victory. I’m exactly like her. I’m nothing like her. I’m nothing but her. Freedom.

1995. My Gramercy Park alcove studio. Rolling my own cigarettes, this time with marijuana, working too hard, playing too hard, doubting too hard, wondering if there was some layer I was missing, some alternate reality in which I wasn’t existing. Freedom.

2005. Sneaking a smoke out my window. New apartment, same battle. This time I was wondering if any of my students might catch a glimpse of me smoking and how that would go over. Knowing that this habit was a finite experience, and that someday I’d stop looking over my shoulder and start living my real life. Freedom.

2015. Mother of a 9 year old, I am one year sober, clean. Feeling the truth that the slavery is OVER and it’s time to find out who I can be. Time to fashion my days out of ease and simplicity. Time to create and enjoy a new threshold of prosperity. Freedom.

2016. October, two years sober. Late night laundry run in my building in New York, passing by an apartment door near the laundry room, the unmistakable smell of chain smoking wafts into the hall. The smell causes a cascade of visuals:  the orange carpet of my Grandma Belle’s apartment, my home away from home, candy dishes full of sugary pink wintergreen discs, M&Ms and cigarette butts. The dark of night, when my Mama and my Grandma would talk on the terrace, their laughter, their murmurings, their freedom. The sliding doors always slightly open so they could hear us, and through that opening, that same exact smell, so curious, steadily poisoning themselves. Freedom.

I knew it. Back then, in the 70s and 80s, I’d already registered that smoking meant closeness, family, shared secrets, and home. I struggled for so many years, sneaking around with myself, to learn that true freedom means freedom from that or any slavery.

Freedom means love, freedom means clear seeing, freedom means full healing. Freedom means waking up in the morning with a soft mind, a warm heart that magnetizes my boy to my mat. Freedom means knowing that he’s one step farther away from all that.

Thank you to all the forces of freedom in my life that have held my hand here. Thank you for the many years that I struggled, numbing my lungs and my body, thinking that was freedom.

Thank you for all the mornings I’ve woken up early, knowing and feeling myself as light; lightkeeper, lightseeker, lightworker, lighthouse.

And most importantly. Thank you to all who’ve asked for my help; you know who you are. Your daily presence feeds me and frees me.

Previously published on

Featured image, Elena Brower via The Art of Attention

For further exploration and self-study—Elena is the author of Art of Attention: A Yoga Practice Workbook for Movement as Meditation.

Sip a little more from Elena’s magic:
From Negative To Positive Fast With Elena Brower



Elena Brower

Mama, teacher and author, Elena has studied yoga, meditation and healing with master teachers since 1997, and has been teaching since 1999. Known for bringing a resonant, relevant voice that speaks directly to your heart, Elena offers weekly asana and meditation classes in New York City as well as international trainings and retreats. Elena's groundbreaking yoga workbook, Art of Attention, has been translated into 5 languages, and her next book, Practice You, will be published in Fall 2017. She's the founder of, a virtual home for teachers worldwide, and her meditation coursework and first film, On Meditation, are devoted to cultivating meditation as our most healing daily habit. For details, audio studies, writings and schedule, visit Elena Brower, The Art Of Attention and Practice You.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

Pin It on Pinterest

Share This