September 25
OPTICAL ILLUSIONS
“Like my new frames?” I ask my sponsor.
“Who wrote your prescription?”
“Oh, the lenses aren’t new, just the frames,” I reply.
“You want to be seen differently but you want to see things
the same old way. My question still
stands. Who wrote you the script for
those funhouse glasses you have used all your life? Did it ever occur to you
the distortion is ground into the glass?
Remember, some people need you to see things as other than what they
are. Unhappy families look great if you
can’t see them too clearly. It’s hard to
know what to say to keep the peace, said Grandma. She never took off her specs to see there was
no peace to keep. So, I will ask you
again. The view of the world you base
your choices on, who chose the color you see it through?”
Breathe to improve
your mind and mood.
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Green Wood
When a nail is hammered into a living tree,
the tree is forever changed.
Even if the barb is pulled out
he tree will never be the same.
If the spike remains and the tree lives;
over time the nail will be incorporated,
the tree will get on with the business of living
and carry the thing as just a part of what it took to get
here.
What was trauma is trauma,
but life is big and the longer it gets
the larger the life, is the hope.
Piercing experience is engulfed by rings of fresh wood
and a will to grow beyond the moment of impact.
The tree branches out and even a hundred nails can’t stop
that.
You are reading selections from Sober on the Way to Sane
and More Lines From My Life by Sherrie Theriault
http://www.amazon.com/More-Lines-From-My-Life/dp/1448677203/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1388576956&sr=8-1&keywords=More+Lines+From+My+Life
