Recognition

February 10

Recognition

All I have are these two hands; I can not lift the world

All I have are these two legs; I can not flee the hoards

All I have is this one heart though need and want prevail

All that’s left is this one mind to try to tell this tale.

Everything in this bright orb is there for me to see

Everything laid out before me all that I can be

Everything that I perceive as wrong and know it in my heart

Everything I think to touch and change believing it’s my art

Once I take the giant reins acceptance escapes the scene

Once the fates are in my grasp chaos is the theme

Once the sight of my right place is lost from in my mind

Once I try to fill the great big shoes is the day that I go blind.

Prune expectation with open-mindedness

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DON'T BE A FRAUD

Fake it till you make it is like saying,
Keep drinking till you get sober, complains my sponsor.
But what about the things I can't do yet?
You work on them, that's all, you work.

You adjust your attitude.
Practice the steps.
Carry your behind to meetings,
And talk to me and others in your network.

Yeah, that sounds like a breeze.
It's easier than staying sober while lying.
In this program we try to stay honest
And in the moment.

Pretending to feel differently than you do
Defeats your ability to be present
And makes it hard for people to trust you.
But it's so awkward, I grumble.

Which is why we of the alcoholic persuasion,
Try to find short cuts but don't get sucked into them.
Tell the truth and do the hard work of sobriety and
Stay away from people who try to sell you a Softer Way.

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

Unified Theory

February 11

UNIFIED THEORY

When I build the circuit correctly the light comes on.  When I heal the shards together the bell rings.  If I am meticulous and attentive, if the world is gracious and bares herself to my mind, I will see how everything fits.  I know the reflexive nature of things, and the way life folds one thing inside the other.  Whale song is a long slow underwater birdcall.  Moon rise, sun rise, then the moon again.  The universe works without my interference but also without my complete understanding.  I am learning how to be a part of this beautiful maze; I long to comprehend it.  The weeds are trying to take back the city.  If I lay down maybe they will take me back, too.  If I keep my eyes open I might see it all unfold.  Conception without is my desire within.

Make emotional bouquets for your mind.

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Recognition

All I have are these two hands

I can not lift the world

All I have are these two legs

I can not flee the hoards

All I have is this one heart

though need and want prevail

All that’s left is this one mind

to try to tell this tale.

Everything in this bright orb

is there for me to see

Everything laid out before me

all that I can be

Everything that I perceive as wrong

and know it in my heart

Everything I think to touch

and change believing it’s my art

Once I take the giant reins

acceptance escapes the scene

Once the fates are in my grasp

chaos is the theme

Once the sight of my right place

is lost from in my mind

Once I try to fill the great big shoes

is the day that I go blind.

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

Lame

December 23

Lame

I easily identify the big mistakes of my life, but fail to recognize or report the little mistakes that I make, mistakes, which cost me so much.  Repetitive irresponsibility has the effect of water torture; drip, drip, drip and my peace of mind is worn away.  What can I say of what I refuse to see?  It was there all along like the view covered by the shade.  Who is to blame for not raising the curtain?  It may be me. may not, but I am the one who suffers, I am the one who misses out.  Missing the opportunity to grow out of these small deficiencies leaves me with a lifelong handicap and I am not just speaking of my blindness, but also how they make me lame.

Protest ignorance

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Beginning and End

She stepped through my window and the clock stopped.

The shock of her arrival heart pounding fun and fury.

Forever I felt as if she weren’t there.

Fear lurked in my eyes.

Smile enchanting.

Exit at hand.

Good-

Bye.

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

Princess No More

May 25

Princess No More

Decent is less obvious than accent and so it is with dethroning; those who put you upon the gilt alter with much aplomb  feel no qualm in taking you down with not as much as a word or a grunt.  The wind has changed and your reign is over, the poor startled girl is suddenly in the street.  For a scepter is not a club and why fight for a throne, which is proven to be nothing more than a straight backed chair once separated from its right relationships.  The horror of unexpected common status is for the young bride an issue of safety and trust not of ego or presumption.  Who is she without the Prince, the Knight, she is Princess No More.

Take time to wipe unshed tears

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NO GOLD STARS

I look at my chart

Then my chest

There are no gold stars

I long for the affirmation

Of my Great

And seemingly endless struggle

I watch the movements of those shiny shoes

And hope to be awarded

With the gummed insignia

When I hang by a thread I desire corroboration

Of foil cutouts to assure me I have done the right

I have stayed alive

Punishment I fear less than lack of consolation

But no one truly knows my bravery

And if I want these paper emblems

I can just go and buy my own.

Recognition

February 10

Recognition

All I have are these two hands; I can not lift the world

All I have are these two legs; I can not flee the hoards

All I have is this one heart though need and want prevail

All that’s left is this one mind to try to tell this tale.

Everything in this bright orb is there for me to see

Everything laid out before me all that I can be

Everything that I perceive as wrong and know it in my heart

Everything I think to touch and change believing it’s my art

Once I take the giant reins acceptance escapes the scene

Once the fates are in my grasp chaos is the theme

Once the sight of my right place is lost from in my mind

Once I try to fill the great big shoes is the day that I go blind.

Prune expectation with open-mindedness

*

DON'T BE A FRAUD

Fake it till you make it is like saying,
Keep drinking till you get sober, complains my sponsor.
But what about the things I can't do yet?
You work on them, that's all, you work.

You adjust your attitude.
Practice the steps.
Carry your behind to meetings,
And talk to me and others in your network.

Yeah, that sounds like a breeze.
It's easier than staying sober while lying.
In this program we try to stay honest
And in the moment.

Pretending to feel differently than you do
Defeats your ability to be present
And makes it hard for people to trust you.
But it's so awkward, I grumble.

Which is why we of the alcoholic persuasion,
Try to find short cuts but don't get sucked into them.
Tell the truth and do the hard work of sobriety and
Stay away from people who try to sell you a Softer Way.

Princess No More

May 25

Princess No More

Decent is less obvious than accent and so it is with dethroning; those who put you upon the gilt alter with much aplomb feel no qualm in taking you down with not as much as a word or a grunt. The wind has changed and your reign is over, the poor startled girl is suddenly in the street. For a scepter is not a club and why fight for a throne, which is proven to be nothing more than a straight backed chair once separated from its right relationships. The horror of unexpected common status is for the young bride an issue of safety and trust not of ego or presumption. Who is she without the Prince, the Knight, she is Princess No More.

Take time to wipe unshed tears

*

NO GOLD STARS

I look at my chart

Then my chest

There are no gold stars

I long for the affirmation

Of my Great

And seemingly endless struggle

I watch the movements of those shiny shoes

And hope to be awarded

With the gummed insignia

When I hang by a thread I desire corroboration

Of foil cutouts to assure me I have done the right

I have stayed alive

Punishment I fear less than lack of consolation

But no one truly knows my bravery

And if I want these paper emblems

I can just go and buy my own.

Recognition

February 10

Recognition

All I have are these two hands; I can not lift the world

All I have are these two legs; I can not flee the hoards

All I have is this one heart though need and want prevail

All that’s left is this one mind to try to tell this tale.

Everything in this bright orb is there for me to see

Everything laid out before me all that I can be

Everything that I perceive as wrong and know it in my heart

Everything I think to touch and change believing it’s my art

Once I take the giant reins acceptance escapes the scene

Once the fates are in my grasp chaos is the theme

Once the sight of my right place is lost from in my mind

Once I try to fill the great big shoes is the day that I go blind.

Prune expectation with open-mindedness

*

DON'T BE A FRAUD

Fake it till you make it is like saying,
Keep drinking till you get sober, complains my sponsor.
But what about the things I can't do yet?
You work on them, that's all, you work.

You adjust your attitude.
Practice the steps.
Carry your behind to meetings,
And talk to me and others in your network.

Yeah, that sounds like a breeze.
It's easier than staying sober while lying.
In this program we try to stay honest
And in the moment.

Pretending to feel differently than you do
Defeats your ability to be present
And makes it hard for people to trust you.
But it's so awkward, I grumble.

Which is why we of the alcoholic persuasion,
Try to find short cuts but don't get sucked into them.
Tell the truth and do the hard work of sobriety and
Stay away from people who try to sell you a Softer Way.