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

Geese lower their heads when flying over a bridge, no matter how high its arches may be.  —Julius Ceasar Scaligaer—

Old fears oppress us. They can hamper our growth; we learn nothing from them. Yet many of us continue to be afraid, for reasons we have long since forgotten,

or never knew. Our bodies sometimes carry the weight of these old fears; a cringing of the old shoulders or a knot in the gut may be a part of the legacy.
Our growth as free beings may depend on shedding these old fears. They are as real as viruses, and they make us ill in similar ways. We need to examine our

actions, to be sure that we aren’t just ducking our heads every time we fly under a bridge. Am I behaving appropriately

Am I meeting this situation in this moment,

or am I letting the past govern me? Am I acting or reacting?
When we discard old fear, we have a sense of liberation. Whatever wound that old fear was protecting can heal. We are ready to face life as it comes, not as we fear it might come.
Healing myself empowers me to shed the fears that limit my growth.