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 private railroad car is not an acquired taste. One takes to it immediately. —Eleanor R. Belmont—

The hunger for solitude visits each of us at various points in our development as whole, healthy human beings. It’s in our solitude that we come to know ourselves, to appreciate the many nuances that distinguish us from others. It’s in the stillness that we detect our soul’s inclinations. The privacy of silence offers us the answers we need. The distractions that stood in our way no longer fetter us when we’ve invited solitude to be our guest.We need time away from others, from the chaos of our job, families, and society if we are to find, once again, the clarity we need to make the best forward movement. We cannot hear The Director call to us when all around is the clatter of voices and anxiety.

I will relish the moments of silence today. They’ll reward me with sure guidance and clarity of thought.