Victory

November 2

VICTORY

Victory is a funny thing.  Bursting across the finish line ends the joyful competition and begins the wait until the next endeavor.  Pushing for success drops my life off the radar screen.  Power can propel me out of range, the center of my life overshot in and attempt to be a winner.  I am stripped of my commonality in striving for singularity.  Looking for acclaim leaves me lonely.  The winner’s circle is very small, and while the flash explodes, the development shows I am now alone.

Curiosity and beauty are their own reasons.

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Bride in a Bentley

Who determines your worth,

the one who sets your ransom

or the one who pays it?

Will you recognize yourself

once you have been bought and paid for?

Will your life exist upon your return?

How many times has the road and its inhabitance

taken me far from what I’ve known

and extorted an exorbitant remuneration for restoration?

Redeemed is what they call it when the price is met,

yet this might not be the feeling it evokes.

Deliverance is never 100%

and reclamation is not always possible.

So keep your mind free,

but know your own worth.

You are reading selections from Sober on the Way to Sane and More Lines From My Life by Sherrie Theriault

http://www.amazon.com/Sober-On-The-Way-Sane/dp/1440417342/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1388576888&sr=8-1&keywords=sober+on+the+way+to+sane

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

Self Importance

October 20

Self Importance

When I am over sensitive and everything that everyone does looms large for me, I am more likely to think that I am a driving force in the lives of others.  It’s a funny connection in the same way that when I scratch the dogs tummy her foot paddles; when I am not getting my needs met I tend to believe I am in this world to meet the needs of others.  Often when in this mindset I also delude myself further to worry that I may be the only person who can help these other people.  I have been training myself to throw a flag on any and all plays where I am that important.  I try to bring all action to a stop and get right sized about who I am and how important I am and to whom and why.  It’s not that I don’t have value, I have the same value as everyone else, but when I shortchange my needs and my feelings, over responsibility to others mushrooms and this is not good for anyone; me least of all.  As with most things, if I find out what is right for me it tends to be right for those around me, even if I can’t see that at the time.

Frame your favorite moments

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VICTORY

Victory is a funny thing,
Bursting across the finish line
Ends the joyful competition
And begins the wait until the next endeavor.

Pushing for success
Drops my life off the radar screen.
Power can propel me out of range
The center of my life overshot
In an attempt to be a winner.

I am stripped of my commonality
In striving for singularity.
Looking for acclaim leaves me lonely.
The winners circle is very small
And while the flash explodes
The development shows I am now alone.

You are reading selections from More Sober on the Way to Sane and Lines From My Life by Sherrie Theriault

http://www.amazon.com/More-Sober-The-Way-Sane/dp/144141231X/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&qid=1374072329&sr=8-3&keywords=sober+on+the+way+to+sane

http://www.amazon.com/Lines-My-Life-Sherrie-Theriault/dp/1448652820/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1374072576&sr=1-1&keywords=Lines+from+my+life%2C+Sherrie+theriault

Funk and Wagnall's Back Porch

September 6

FUNK AND WAGNALL’S BACK PORCH



Bottoms come sealed in envelopes from unknown accountants. Amazing how many nominees and how few winners! The audience, filled with past recipients, holds its collective breath and prays for this year's finalists, and prays a bigger prayer of thanks to this year's donors, the ones who prove with their lives that it hasn’t gotten better out there. The speeches are the same, a gratitude list and maybe a punch line, the smiles and tears fresh but familiar. And when the lights go out on this night, the days of diligence begin once again so no one need lose their seat and we can all celebrate here, next year, together.


Open even though the hinges are hidden.