An autonomous community of self-supporting peers in recovery from addiction
Beach House Recovery is an unconventional, twelve step drug and alcohol recovery community for men located on the beautiful sea shores of Brunswick County, North Carolina. This is not treatment, a group home or halfway house, but a path to independent living. We operate an alternative faith-based outreach with a commitment to financial transparency and fair labor standards. THIS IS NOT a work therapy or labor staffing program and WE NEVER engage in public solicitation or unpaid employment. We represent a counter-movement based on self-support, fair wages and ethical reform. Our LLC is NCARR approved, our church is 501c3 registered, and our hybrid organization is commercially insured
Peer Support Community
Addiction, at heart, is an illness of the human spirit. No single treatment approach has proven entirely effective. It’s an unsatisfied urge for something elusive. Thirsty people eventually drink. We find the solution involves an authentic experience unique to each individual. It’s an inside job. Recovery is a personal adventure and our approach is to provide an environment favorable to spiritual growth. We must, in effect, address the things in ourselves which have been blocking us. Quite simply, an awakened spirit doesn’t need a drink.
Cookie-cutter treatment is a common barrier to spiritual progress. The popularity of the corporate model of recovery represents the commercial nature of today’s one-size-fits-all strategy. Unfortunately, advanced cases of addiction respond poorly to the canned approach, regardless of merit. The accessibility of generic curriculum and impersonal dogma offer a one dimensional response to a complex challenge. Having no personal experience with the problem, many seek to moralize or peddle in academic opinions about the solution. In contrast, we believe that cases of chronic addiction represent an individualized strain of a personal illness that’s developed resistance to medication and therapy. The substance-based symptom hides a person-based sickness that’s seldom understood and rarely addressed. Recurring bursts of “clean time” ranging from mere months to a year or more is often the natural progression of a cyclical illness. Premature claims of success are the new norm fueling the next generation of false statistics. Substance abuse is the symptom and relapse is the result of treating symptoms.
Recovery, we’ve found, is a by-product of spiritual living. In short, we believe our Creator seeks a conscious contact with each and every one of us. This was the function of the original twelve steps. Not something we believe, but something we experience. Our staff encourage something other than an interest in therapy or doctrine, we seek to initiate a personal relationship with God through sustained action. Self-supporting men give back as they get well on their own dime and develop integrity. It’s a thoroughly different approach. This is not another short term, look-alike recovery course on religion. It’s a rare opportunity for practical application. There are no workbooks, teachers or graduations. Only a spiritual awakening as the result of the process. We know this involves action and more action. In fact we’re steadily more convinced, faith without works is dead.
Beach Recovery (#83-0960683) is a unique movement dedicated to the awareness and reform of an organized predatory system that financially capitalizes on the public sympathy, social service benefits and uncompensated labor of those without options in a time of vulnerability. Whether you are dealing with alcohol abuse, opioid addiction, or exploitation within the recovery movement, Beach House Recovery will work alongside of you to develop an customized solution. Contact us to connect with a peer support specialist and start your recovery journey.
Addiction, Relapse and the Mystery of Recovery
What takes place at Beach House Recovery is fundamentally different from anything you’ll find in a traditional organization. From the founder to our pastor to the latest arrival, we are fellow students of a shared experience in recovery that binds us. Most of us sought refuge from the exploitation of bait and switch addiction centers and found a community with each other. Self-support was our ticket to financial freedom and self-governance our path to dignity and personal independence.
Together we believe our distinctive approach is practical: those given opportunities to prosper in an open society with an abundance of proven success and authentic leaders will emulate the behavior they observe and flourish. In contrast, men sequestered with other repressed men under a self-serving authority will mirror compliance and frustration. We know from experience: life in early recovery without fair compensation and independent employment left us broke, homeless and unprepared for life. Separation from the twelve step community left us further isolated and alone.
You can find more than a dozen alumni of our community that continue to reside on campus and focus on what they can pack into the stream of life. All practice self support and lead by example rather than by authority. Like the organization itself they carry their own weight, live within their means and take personal responsibility for their daily existence. Surrounded by a worldwide recovery fellowship, they participate rather than isolate and cooperate rather than criticize. Today they represent a society that serves, rather than drains, a local economy.
The following pages will challenge everything you know about addiction recovery and the organizations that promote it.
God Shows Up When I’m Done With Me
When I first sought treatment way back in the early 90’s, I had no clue what I was up against or the humiliating cycle of crushing defeats that were to follow. Unfortunately, when I arrived at treatment for the 14th time in March of 2008 I was none the wiser. I couldn’t put my finger on the problem.
Each recovery center along the way had a reasonable explanation, a slightly different emphasis and a plausible new solution:
Was it a case of physical dependence? Yes. Maybe an example of chemical imbalance? True. Probably a psychological complex? Of course. A product of my environment? Agreed. Just a sinner in need of God? Right again.
There was an element of truth in every theory I heard. They were all fine people with good intentions and sensible explanations. Each theory plausible, yet each theory incomplete. Seems I was born with an itch i can’t scratch.
So I did the only thing a man in my position could possibly do:
I detoxed at the request of the physicians. I repeatedly accepted treatment. I swallowed endless pills to satisfy the psychiatrists. Endured countless sessions at the insistence of therapists. Changed people, places and things to satisfy the counselors. Attended thousands of recovery meetings with dozens of sponsors. And spent more time crying at the altar than singing in the pew.
And the conclusion?
Well at age 35 I clung to life in another emergency room hooked to another ventilator after another major overdose bracing for one more detox. My fugitive life at the homeless shelter was over. There were felony warrants. I begged God to let me die. And it wasn’t just the reality that I wasn’t getting any better, it was the undeniable truth that I WAS GETTING WORSE, EXPONENTIALLY WORSE!
I was removed from life support on St Patrick’s day of 2008 and I haven’t put a chemical in my body since. Yes, I know it’s impossible to get from there to here, but by the grace of God I’ve found myself beyond 14 years sober. But not JUST sober, I’ve been rendered unthirsty. I’ve fully recovered from the only illness that ever left me better than it found me! You see the thought of dope hasn’t crossed my mind in as many years, I lost interest in alcohol and I have a life that’s second to none. None of which I deserve, for none I take credit.
In 2008 I was introduced to a course of action that changed me from the inside out. Something happened to the illness that used to occupy my body. Not a program for self help, but a program for self abandonment. And I lost myself over the next year immersed in other-centered thoughts and actions. I discovered a passion for working with others. Once helpless myself, I was divinely crafted to reach those like me. My sponsor called this selfless service. We placed the welfare of others ahead of our own. God received all the credit.
Some things are certain. We are divinely called to this — the dance. No one enters alone. The price of admission is to bring someone with you. Right now an invitation has fallen into your hands.
The prescription for healing me calls for helping you.