Help from Strange Sources

January 7

 

HELP FROM STRANGE SOURCES

 

 

I can not get my mind wrapped around the places I find help.  I struggle with believing I have been helped; I struggle with disbelief at my own resistance.  I am helped daily by many tiny things seen and unseen.  I realize now, I was injured by the same tiny things when I was misaligned with my Higher Power.

The sun rising, the tiny star I circle in this great nothingness, it makes my whole day.  The air hanging around just in case I need it, which I often do.  The people who live with me (a mean feat), work with me, those who exist here with me, keep my ship on course.  How very sweet of them to do mostly right every day of their lives.  What a help that is.  The whole ecosystem and all the weather: what would I do without it?  But this is on a good day.

On a bad day, the sun is in my eyes, scorching my skin. The air is too still or well, the wind is always a problem.  And People, people are an endless plight.  People do things to hurt, annoy and irritate me.  Full intent, targeted to me, my life, my wants destroyed.  Bugs seek me and I am followed by the darkest cloud, every day, all day lurking.

I am so thankful for a sponsor and a tenth step.

 

 

Name your tears; honor them for who they are

*

Dion

Everything in the world happened before I was born

and the cinders sift through my fingers.

Accomplishing cohesion of the ashes

is a goal I have not yet achieved.

Cremains precious but meager

are a difficult building material,

shifting due to emotions and wind,

I find they stick too well to my lungs

and not well enough to anything else.

Tears help, but I will not cry forever.

I must draw from a fresh water source

and wet the powdery scratch I have inherited

and form the world anew.

 

 

 

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

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About Sherrie Theriault

Sherrie Theriault, writer and outsider artist lives in northwest New Jersey where she writes villain-free fiction for children and young adults, creates coloring books for all ages, writes daily inspiration books for the recovery community and has other works of collected poetry; also adult fiction. Books available on Amazon.com include the following: Cala Mae The Deep Dark Day In The Congenial Chronicles The Holland’s Adventure Fill Me In Fill Me In, Too Filled In Sober on the Way to Sane More Sober on the Way to Sane Lines from My Life More Lines from My Life On-Liners to Live By My Sponsor Said… Elissa: Queen of Carthage Was Love Lost Order of Protection The Story Precedes the Question Can You See? What the Birdies Told Me about You What the Birdies Told Me about You Coloring book The Enchanting Dog Sherrie’s books are available at Blue Stockings, Manhattan, NY, The Clinton Book Shoppe, Clinton, New Jersey, Giovanni’s Room, Philadelphia, PA, Easy Does It in Long Beach, CA and The Latest Thing in Costa Mesa, Ca. You can find Sherrie’s art work at Hang-Ups Gallery in Allentown, PA or online at: SerendipitousGallery.com Please feel free to contact her there if you have any questions.
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One Response to Help from Strange Sources

  1. Kathy Woodring says:

    Love this!!!!! Very fond of the last line… “All day lurking”….

    Sent from my iPhone

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