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

Two may talk together under the same roof for many years, yet never really meet. —Mary Catherwood—

Conversation does not always assure, or even imply, self-revelation. Trading words is easily, frequently,and safely done; however, it doesn’t introduce us to one-another that resides within. Knowing one another can only be fostered by soul-baring. Each of us needs to be wholly known by another. Only then, in the act of total self-disclosure, do we honestly confront ourselves. We learn in the process that our fears and our shame about our secret selves are far greater than is warranted. Silence about the,”me” within distracts our perspective.

Meeting another person fully reveals to both a new reality about life. We cheat ourselves of the real pleasure in living when we hold ourselves back from someone close. Tearing down the barriers that separate us is exhilarating. Only when those barriers are down do we experience the full measure of the moment. I will have a chance today to be whole and open with someone close. I’m guaranteed a reward when I take this opportunity.