August 29
SATISFACTION
Satisfaction is like a marble in my pocket. Formed when correctness was still red hot and
my sponsor rolled my mind until I was whole.
I sigh and square my shoulders. I
know I am up to any task. I am skilled
with my tools and know well the talents of my intimates and helpmates. I am not invincible but I am capable. I value who and what I am today. I sleep the sleep of a person not a hostage
or a captor. I am me. I have a marble in my pocket and it reminds
me of the world. I have a world within
me; knowing how to live with that is a great satisfaction.
Listen clearly to
angry words but don’t repeat them.
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Even at the Bottom
Why is it that I feel God leads me to the path,
but expects me to travel it alone?
In all honesty it feels more like God leads me
to the stairs and I fall down them on my own.
I lay in a heap at the bottom
filled with self-reproach for the landing.
I forget that a power which draws me forward
can also endure.
I did not come here alone,
I will not leave here alone;
I am never alone,
even at the bottom of the stairs.
You are reading selections from Sober on the Way to Sane
and More Lines From My Life by Sherrie Theriault
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