Service and Sacrifice

April 27

 

 

 

SERVICE AND SACRIFICE

 

 

The difference between life and death in my recovery is the equal difference between service and sacrifice.  If I offer you what is in my hand, fine.  If I also give you my fingertips, I am lost.  Service lightens the load in my heart; sacrifice removes my tools for living.  When I go into debt for your existence, the cheer and optimism is sucked from my awareness.  My eyes go dead and soon I follow.  The cingulotomy of obligation crucifies my future and murders true hope and love.  Service feeds my heart and yours.  Renovating makes space.  It builds the muscles for joy and contentment, pumping and refilling my plate with spirituality.

 

 

 

Wriggle your toes and flex your mind.

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Perkiomenville

 

Being actually alive does not feel as good as I imagined

the relief of  not being dead would feel

therefore I have anxiety and dread,

or is it disappointment.

 

I feel like a failure when I am in the process of trying

I want to throw the pieces in the air and run.

Does this mean I’m weak

or does it mean I am frightened?

 

Is there some heavenly host of other reasons

why my crêpe paper soul twists and turns

in the breeze of the marketplace?

 

Some part of me was auctioned off

and its removal left a psychic scar

that even equanimity cannot ease.

 

I am all things wonderful and yet there is this flaw,

this toe tied thread which holds me back,

holds me down with painful accurate precision.

 

I look for the knife with which to cut it

all the while wondering if this will turn it into

a toe tag or a price tag.

 

 

 

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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