Magic Wand

July 16





“Why are you wearing that hat and waving that star studded stick?”  I asked my sponsor.

“Isn’t this what you want, a magic wand?” she replied.

“Whatever are you talking about?  I don’t want you to play wizard.”

“Don’t you?  You thought walking into your first meeting would——poof—–make you all better.  When that didn’t work, you held your breath for 90 days.  When that also proved a disappointment, you let the air out of your blue face and started the white-knuckle routine for one year.  At the end of twelve months, you released your arthritic grip and started scheming for a new sponsor.  But the new wicked witch sent you scurrying back to me.  Then, it was a relationship with undying love that would break the spell you are under.  Now tell me again how you don’t want me to use this magic wand on you?” said my sponsor with aplomb.

“I guess my behavior gave me away.  Go ahead, say your incantation.”  I closed my eyes and waited for her words.

“Show up and do the work.  Keep an open mind,” she said as she waved the cudgel.

“That’s it?”  I asked.

“Well, yes, but I have to come back every day,” she grinned.




Set the table for breakfast just before your midnight snack.








Back again, yes, that I see,

but change is not the same as return.

What I know of you is your past.

I believe the past because I know it.


If there is a new you to meet

that remains to be seen.

Even a chameleon sheds its skin,

though I doubt its intrinsic nature

is altered much in the process.


So flash your smile and wind your words

into the thoughts of those with whom

you have no history.

I’ve been exposed before,

the virus doesn’t conquer me, I am immune.


Once bitten makes me wary

when you come around again.




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


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 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: Please feel free to contact her there if you have any questions.
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2 Responses to Magic Wand

  1. adam bujons says:

    Great imagery of your sponsor and the relationship you two seem to endure. I too have returned and your post was the first I read (outside of revisiting my own odes of course…). amusing that it appears to be about the return and thanks for maintaining your consistent standard during my absence 😊

  2. Welcome back Adam!!! I wish you all the best in your life and recovery! Thanks for taking the time to read my work.

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