∞ making mountains out of molehills seems to be my specialty. it is the small things …
Posted: Sun, Mar 9, 2008 11:00:12 AM
the constant day-to-day challenges of living life without the use of drugs, that seem to affect me most strongly in recovery. and yesterday was one of those days. i guess the leap day set my cycle off a bit and i am still a day ahead with my life matching the morning meditation. or not! i did have quite a few molehills to surmount yesterday, and you know what, as frustrating as life on life’s terms was, i never thought that using was the answer, even as i was fish-tailing and skidding at 70 mph on my way home last night. the real trick, for me, is to accept that catching my robe on fire, near fatal accidents in traffic, my dog getting sick are just parts of living life in the REAL world.
so what does the reading say to me in the aftermath of a day like yesterday? well, for one, just hang in there. life is not some sort of divine joke, although it is filled with irony. life is not some sort of test, although challenges arise every day. life just is, well, is a gift to be cherished and and nourished to the best of my ability. i could whine about how unfair life is to me, and i have been known to in the past, and without a doubt will do so in the future, or i can pick myself up, dust myself off, and move forward. my car can be painted, the carpet cleaned and the robe washed, the most important part, for me, on this day after, is to be grateful that one i did not use, nor did i even think about it and two that no matter how dangerous the molehills i faced yesterday were, i survived. that is once again evidence that powers beyond my ken are in action, call them what you will, i choose THE POWER THAT KEEPS ME CLEAN AND PROVIDES FOR ALL MY NEEDS.
so i do not have thew key or the computer for the place i am supposed to be working for this morning, so i guess i can just clean off some of the other projects from my desk. life is good and i choose to recover one more day!
so what does the reading say to me in the aftermath of a day like yesterday? well, for one, just hang in there. life is not some sort of divine joke, although it is filled with irony. life is not some sort of test, although challenges arise every day. life just is, well, is a gift to be cherished and and nourished to the best of my ability. i could whine about how unfair life is to me, and i have been known to in the past, and without a doubt will do so in the future, or i can pick myself up, dust myself off, and move forward. my car can be painted, the carpet cleaned and the robe washed, the most important part, for me, on this day after, is to be grateful that one i did not use, nor did i even think about it and two that no matter how dangerous the molehills i faced yesterday were, i survived. that is once again evidence that powers beyond my ken are in action, call them what you will, i choose THE POWER THAT KEEPS ME CLEAN AND PROVIDES FOR ALL MY NEEDS.
so i do not have thew key or the computer for the place i am supposed to be working for this morning, so i guess i can just clean off some of the other projects from my desk. life is good and i choose to recover one more day!
∞ DT ∞