Why should I stare at the night sky, ponder the distances, enjoy the beauty, wonder about fundamental questions of life here, of life there, of living? Why should I try for recovery, for turning everything over to God or Power […]
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Whispering Shadows
Secrets, shadows, ghosts of should-haves, wraiths of good intentions haunted, goaded me, embroiled my heart and soul. Destiny led us to these rooms, all my fears and me. Love held and healed me, set me free, relieved me of the fears. […]
Continue reading »A Decision
Like a diabetic, you make a decision whether to eat what your body can effectively use. ~ Rebecca What you put in your mouth… obviously you decide. But for years I chose to think with my cravings, with my insecurities, […]
Continue reading »A Little Chunk of Me
Recovery’s the goal, progress presumed, yet expecting perfection jerks me back to disease. An ever shrinking chunk of me remains unrepentant, unreachable, unloveable, ugly. Others enter these rooms obnoxious, argumentative, angry, unloveable. Love, though, knows no bounds, reaches across to unlovely. […]
Continue reading »The Gift or the Wrappings?
Silk cocoons tediously unwound yield strong fiber. Protected promised glory, though, does not survive. We try to save appearances, protect armoured covering we’ve constructed to withstand life’s onslaught. Keeping up appearances, though, maintains the worthless shell, leaves promised life beyond […]
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