Our Folded Hands

Women helping Women. Reaching out to the Sister who still suffers. Helping each other through the Good times and the Difficult times. To get to the SOBER way of life, One Day at a Time.

Pretty Purple Flowers

Each day a new Beginning

Today was like a shadow. It lurked behind me. It’s now gone forever. Why is it that time is such a difficult thing to befriend? —Mary Casey—

Each passing minute is all that we are certain of having. The choice is ever present to relish the moment, reaping fully whatever its benefits, knowing that we are being given just what we need each day of our lives. We must not pass up what is offered today.
Time accompanies us like a friend, though often a friend denied or ignored. We can’t recapture what was offered yesterday. It’s gone. All that stands before us is here, now.
We can nurture the moment and know that the pain and pleasures offered us with each moment are our friends,

the teachers our inner selves await. And we can be mindful that this time, this combination of events and people,

won’t come again. They are the gift of the present. We can be grateful.
We miss the opportunities the day offers because we don’t recognize the experiences as the lesson designed for

the next stage of our development. The moment’s offerings are just, necessary, and friendly to our spiritual growth.
I will take today in my arms and love it. I will love all it offers; it is a friend bearing gifts galore.