Archive for Serenity

The Perfect Storm

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , on March 29, 2011 by Her Broken Wing

The Perfect Storm

Standing in the cold

I find no shelter from the rain.

Hope of a lesser Kind

Love such forgotten.

The storm of redemption

Jealously takes hold of my soul.

The rain picks up her pace hard against my skin.

And the thunder rolls in close.

There is a climax of Earth’s beauty as Mother Nature cries out.

There is a Perfect Storm.

Then the denouement.

Speculation—maybe.

Summation—surely.

Peace 

 Silence

Thus, the events of my life.

For the peace of God transcends all understanding…” (Philippians 4:7)

Beautifully Awkward

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Slow Dancing in a Burning Room

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , on March 20, 2011 by Her Broken Wing
 
 
Be Still and Know (Psalm 46:10)
I heard a song the other day… “Slow dancing in a burning room” It really spoke to my senses… Like peace and surrender…
 
 It is also like the days I have spent swaying to the sound of the world as she went about her business– Chaos just happens as I scurry around trying to make it one more day. Maybe humankind finds one morsel of Hope to hold, enough to come back tomorrow.
 
I fight to stand for something– for nothingness is worse than doing something wrong. I see the ribbons on the door of my neighbors, my family yet I pass them by each day. I complain but I do nothing about it.

My addiction…stands for the years of hiding and blaming others– yet it is my problem. And if I am the problem, I must be the solution.

In my weakness I find…I have amazing strength.

God says…. “For it is in my weakness, He is strong…” (2 Corinthians 12:10)

So today, I surrender…

Today, I slow dance in a burning room…

Beautifully Awkward

The Rocking Chair

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , on February 21, 2011 by Her Broken Wing

My journey has been a lot like a rocking chair–a lot of motion but I haven’t gone anywhere. Or it used to be that way before my time in sobriety.

Before I had clean time (as we call it), someone compared my hitting bottom as reaching my threshold of pain. As my circumstances changed, I quickly lowered my standards. I had found incomprehensible demoralization through my helpless and hopeless life.

Today, however I look at my painful past in my pursuit of sobriety, I have to clinch my resolve to pursue my true self.

Knowing my sober life is not enough … I now have to find emotional sobriety.

There is a stirring of a Great Power within my soul– the place deep inside described as Hope. And when I accept this as the place I am to be, I can rest in the arms of my God.

I can find true peace …for

“Acceptance is the answer to all my problems today. … I can find no serenity until I accept that person, place, thing, or situation as being exactly the way it is supposed to be at this moment.”The Big Book of Alcoholics Anonymous

Nothing, absolutely nothing happens in God’s world by mistake.

In this, I find happiness.

Slowly, I rock—back and forth—content in my world.

Beautifully Awkward

The Wrinkle Effect

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , on August 2, 2010 by Her Broken Wing

The other day I put on a white shirt and white shorts as if to represent a new purity… It had begun to rain. Slowly at first the rain trickled. I stepped outside into the rain. I looked up to the Heavens. Soon the Heavens tears embraced my body. I felt the warm drops against my skin as the drops slid gently off my flesh.

I could smell the rain. It was like that of the Morning Sea.

I stuck my tongue out and tasted the freshness of the Heavens—Light and refreshing as manna from my Abba.

And then the burdens of Heaven came bursting forth– The downpour of the Spirits as they sang in harmony– A symphony of celestial music undefined by the human ear. I swirled in the rain and danced with my Abba.

Cleansing…the waters whispered sacredness too intimate to reveal… a silver shine of the tiny drops reflected my soul. I dropped to my knees. The grass sang a song of praise to the Heavens.

Why haven’t I heard this before? For too long I had run from the pureness of the cleansing rains.

I realized then that I may have never known the raindrop on my face, my flesh, or the deepest place of my heart had I not danced in the ecstasy of that moment.

I studied a puddle of rain and watched as the droplets created a ripple effect that reached the far ends of the waters.

Such as my life – What type of wrinkle have I caused in other’s lives?

Beautifully Awkward

Peace for Today

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , on May 17, 2010 by Her Broken Wing

Sometimes, life just stinks! We get thrown a curve ball. The only thing we have ever been taught  was to run and catch the ball.Gutter balls, high balls, foul balls, it doesn’t matter we just ran all over the field haphazardly with no purpose.

What if we tried a different position to life and stood in as the hitter? We now watch for the perfect throw. It means waiting–patience’s, and when a ball comes our way that isn’t perfect, we “Get out of the way!”

When we are thrown a ball that knocks us off our feet, thus lacking the power—that is what we refer to as the “Addict’s Dilemma.” I am powerless over this situation. Drop the ball and let it go.

This is the “Key to Serenity.”

“Acceptance is the answer to all my problems today. When I am disturbed, it is because I find some person, place, thing or situation–some fact of life–unacceptable to me, and I can find no serenity until I accept that person, place, thing or situation as being the way it is supposed to be at this moment.” The Big Book


Beautifully Awkward…