It's snowy Sunday morning and I am reflecting on my week. The house is quiet, nature is still outside, and insulated in a clean white layer of snow. The cat is meditating on the edge of my table, coffee is hot, and I feel more content than usual.
One of the readings for today (in Voices of Recovery) talks about 12 step recovery as finding a more peaceful approach to living. No longer do I use all my energy to try to make things happen. No longer am I constantly met with frustration, disappointment and feelings of failure or self-pity (all of which led me to the food). I am learning to stop. To ask for help. To pray for guidance. To contemplate options. I am starting to anticipate the effect of my actions on me and on others. It's calming. It's comforting. It's easier.
With all that is going on in my inner world and in the world around me, a more peaceful approach to living makes life better. I do not need to struggle, to fight, to rail against what is. I can be still and see more. More beauty. More hope. More peace.
Blessed be.
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