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

I believed what I was told and not what my own eyes saw. —Margaret Drabble—

Children see a flat world and are told it is round. We are trained very early to disbelieve the evidence of our senses. But there comes a point when we begin to question

what we are told and to feel that our own vision is probably as keen as anyone’s.
Independence of thought can be an admirable quality. It’s also a quality that distinguishes those we call crackpots. Where do we draw the line?
It’s important always to try to disentangle what we want to believe from the evidence of our senses. Wanting events to have a certain outcome can blur our view of what

is actually happening. We can delude ourselves to the point of denying the reality we perceive in favor of some ideal, some fantasy.
Testing our beliefs against what our own eyes see and the opinions of those we respect will keep us balanced between skepticism and delusion. Life is rich and

baffling enough without our fantasies to complicate it.
My uncorrected vision sometimes distorts my reality.