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

Our soul makes constant noise, but it has a silent place we never hear. —Simone Weil—

In an unjust, difficult world, our soul is often in pain and weeping. Sometimes it makes joyful noise. But the silent place, the still center, is the one we

may neglect. Like white light, this silence of the soul contains everything, yet it transfers the warring jumbles of noise and color into a peaceful blankness.
Call it acceptance or surrender. The stillness of the spirit is the stillness of communion with truth beyond change. It’s silent because it doesn’t belong to the world of senses. We have spiritual knowledge that’s ancient, if we let ourselves listen to it, and it will nourish us, if we permit.
For some of us, it’s a great effort just to learn to listen to the noise of our souls. We’ve spent years blotting out pain or joy with alcohol, other drugs, or rationalizations. We feel we’ve made enormous progress when we learn to hear our own soul’s noise. But be assured, The soul’s great silence can be achieved. It’s our choice.
My spirit can grow infinitely. I trust where it will take me.