Monthly Archives: March 2008

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Love life

When I was a young child I loved life.
When a young teen I wanted a love life.
As a wife, a mother, I wanted time to put love in my life.
As a senior
I love life
and still want a love life
and the time to put love in my life.

So in contemplation
When I kneel and pray
I know what I can ask the Master.

“Show me your love today.”
Then all of nature will help me rejoice
As it sings of your love songs
I will hear your Voice.

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The Last Post

The last post is a blessing
on a cold long night
when walking the beat as a policeman
when he can turn the corner
go around the block
no more fight
no more clock
no more talk.

The last post is bugle blaring in the day
blasting out its message of death
for the soldier who has gone away.

The last post is a signpost
on the lonely empty street
for the daughter of Magdalene
whose feelings are on retreat
whose life has gone astray

who only stops to pray
that you stop and buy her a drink.

Now for me the last post
would tell you
how I loved you much.
how I wanted to let you know
how you filled my life with joy.
So if in fact, this was my last post
I would ask Could this be my epitaph?
“She not only loved me
she made me laugh.”?

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My new friend

She is “old enough to know better
too young to resist”
She is fun.
She is flirty.
She is happy.
She is full of bliss.
She is totally insane.
She loves walking barefoot.
She loves walking in rain.
She enjoys children.
People who are young
are her teachers.
People who are old
are her peers.
She is full of laughter.
Much younger than her years.
She is wise.
She is witty.
I love looking in her eyes.
When I look in the mirror
I get a surprise.
My new friend is me.

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Time for Letting Go

He said his father died
Two hours before the meeting.

(I know that if my Father had just died that
I would not have had the strength to be at a meeting.)

I caught my breath.
I could not breathe.

(I heard another voice saying
“Your Father has just died.”)

I am not in that place that I need
to be in to hear those words.

I ran.
(After I ensured that he was safe with the men.)

I cried and got a ride home with the women..
I wanted to call my Dad
I wanted to say

“Don’t die till I get there.
I am coming home to help you heal
I am coming home to forgive you
I need you to have that forgiveness
before I let you go.”

Then I heard the song on the radio
“You can let go now, Daddy”

My prayer is that I will be
healed and whole enough to be there
when it is time to let you go.

“I release ,you, dear Daddy
To your Heavenly Father up above.
I let you go to be with Him
Kind sir, and I let you go with love.

Your loving daughter,
the addict in recovery.

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Higher Power Hour

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Tennesse Ernie Ford once sang

“E’er you left your room

this morning,  did you stop to pray?”

Now, as I arise and surrender

I am asking the Master to lead the way.

With out this guidance and direction

I will not experience the resurrection.

The spiritual awakening

Allows me to be happy, joyous, and free.

Join me in the Higher Power Hour

It takes only the bended knee.

To love, to serve and to be open

To hear the Master’s voice.

For that I will rejoice.

My life in addiction

No longer a Gethsemane

Join me in the Higher Power Hour

It takes only the bended knee.

The joys of sweet surrender

Takes me to a sacred place

Where I behold the Master

Who embraces me with Grace.

I pray throughout the morning,

I pray throughout the day.

I give thanks for the discovery

Of walking in quiet serenity

Enjoying my recovery:

Being of service in a quiet way

Doing His will not mine

Loving myself and others

Are things I am learning

In His time.

Thanks for the Higher Power Hour.

Thanks for your loving care.

Thanks for teaching me always

To be open and aware.

I want to be in this moment.

I want to share your love.

I want it to come from within me.

I want it to come from Above.

Join me in the Higher Power Hour

It takes only the bended knee. 

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Would you have called me to the Garden?

On that first, Easter morning
Would you have called me to the garden?
Would I have heard my name?
Would I have been listening?
Would I have heard your Voice?
Would I have felt worthy?
Would I have had a choice?
Today, do I know when you are speaking?
Do I hear you call my name?
Do I listen?
Have I heard your Voice?
Do I know that I am worthy?
Do I know I have a choice?
Can I see your beauty
Throughout the Universe displayed?
Do I see your Presence
hiding behind other’s eye’s?
Do I acknowledge their existance?
Do I allow them the freedom of their Journey?
Do I know that they are worthy?
Do I listen to the gentle nudge
When you want your Will obeyed?
Would my obedience now
Make the whole world shock?
Would you have called me to the Garden?

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Good Morning World

Good Morning World
Is now how I greet the Day.
It is wonderful to be alive
I have so many blessings
That fills me as I pray.
I have shelter.
I have food.
I have a place to rest.
I have friends.
I have laughter.
My life it is the best.
My family has been loving
Even when I put them to the test.
My friends they are the best. .
I thank you dear loving Master
For all these things and more.
May I live my life in gratitude
I have reached life’s gold shore.
Reflection for a moment
On arising in the past
I cursed, I cried,
I schemed. I lied.
Then one day, oh man it was rough
I finally surrendered.
I had enough.
My life it was a prison
I had run as far as I could go.
I was always searching.
I wanted the pain to stop.
I used all I had.
I wanted yours.
I wanted more.
Then it happened
While I was on Soul’s bended knee
I cried out
Dear God help me
I can’t make it on my own.
I need your loving mercy.
I need to know the Way.
What a blessing
The Master was listening
He turned my life around
Now His love surrounds me
Today I am so blessed.
I have laughter in my footsteps.
I have time to rest.