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.

Promise of a new Day

A house is no home unless it contains food and fire for the mind as well as for the body. —Margaret Fuller—

No matter how full our social and professional lives are, we all need a base, a place where we are at home. Whether it’s a studio apartment furnished from secondhand stores and garage sales or a luxurious country retreat,

one of our basic human urges is the need to make a home. And our spiritual fulfillment asks that our home nourish us. Look around: in our choices for our home we reveal what nourishes and inspires us. Perhaps we opt for the comfortable and well-used: old books, chairs that speak more to the back and bottom than to the eye. Perhaps we are restless and change the way our homes look frequently. We all use our homes to express our desires. Are we neglecting “food and fire for the mind”? Sometimes we misinterpret inertia as comfort. Are we giving our minds a wholesome environment? Fuel for my spirit is never wholly consumed. Today, I will look to my supply.