Take your pick on the name I’ve heard them interchangeably called all these things.
Here is what I now have on my night stand.
The top one is my latest annual sobriety chip, I received it and applause, handshakes, hugs, kisses on the cheek from long term members of my home group on Monday. I’ve attended that group regularly since my initial sobriety, apart from a forced 2 year break when another commitment meant I could only attend sporadically. Therefore all my annual chips, bar one during that break, have come from this group. I recycle my old one I don’t keep a collection, the latest one is the only one that matters to me. So the next person to get through 11 years will get my old chip. I think handing back a chip that indicated a complete year sober for me has luck attached to it and it’ll help the next person. That’s my little superstition anyway.
The bottom one is the chip I was given from the treatment centre I attended when I started my recovery journey. You received that at your “graduation” i.e. the day you left there as long as you had worked up to Step 5 in the programme. So here I have where I am today at 12 years sober and remembering the first day I soberly walked out into the world. That works for me, remembering where I came from and where I am now. They sit here on my night stand. That is where my wallet, glasses, etc. all go last thing at night as I get ready for bed and the first thing I look at when getting ready in the morning. It isn’t a formal meditation that some may do but it is part of my sober ritual of being grateful for a sober day and reminding myself of the power of the programme, fellowship etc. I can tap into to remain sober that day.