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

The mind is a baby giant who, more provident in the cradle than he knows, and hurled his paths in life all round him,

like playthings… . —Robert Frost—

Sometimes we are bewildered by the options open to us. We feel we have no way of knowing which course would be best.

But when we reflect calmly on our choices, we usually find very few that are realistic, that are in tune with our personalities

and constant with the rest of our lives.
It sometimes seems that a choice made, or an option dropped, when we are very young, can determine our whole lives. This is probably an illusion. Perhaps we believe that our fate was forever altered by missing a train ten years ago. Late at night, we might talk wistfully of what might have been, “if only I’d caught that train!”
Most likely, though, our lives would have turned out pretty much the same. What happens to us, and what we choose, seem to follow the same pattern—a pattern that is true for each one of us. We’ve marked out our paths, whether we’re fully aware of them or not.
Sometimes I am indecisive because I desire to remain open to life’s choices. Today I will act freely and strengthen that freedom by making responsible decisions.