on Saturday I will be celebrating 17 years clean and sober, God willing. Today a friends status made me think of a song that helped me through tough times in my life. Enjoy :)
Southern Cross - CSN
Got out of town on a boat
Goin' to Southern islands.
Sailing a reach
Before a followin' sea.
She was makin' for the trades
On the outside,
And the downhill run
To Papeete.
Off the wind on this heading
Lie the Marquesas.
We got eighty feet of the waterline.
Nicely making way.
In a noisy bar in Avalon
I tried to call you.
But on a midnight watch I realized
Why twice you ran away.
Chorus
Think about how many times
I have fallen
Spirits are using me
larger voices callin'.
What heaven brought you and me
Cannot be forgotten.
I have been around the world,
Lookin' for that woman/girl,
Who knows love can endure.
And you know it will.
And you know it will.
When you see the Southern Cross
For the first time
You understand now
Why you came this way
'Cause the truth you might be runnin' from
Is so small.
But it's as big as the promise
The promise of a comin' day.
So I'm sailing for tomorrow
My dreams are a dyin'.
And my love is an anchor tied to you
Tied with a silver chain.
I have my ship
And all her flags are a flyin'
She is all that I have left
And music is her name.
Chorus
Think about how many times
I have fallen
Spirits are using me
larger voices callin'.
What heaven brought you and me
Cannot be forgotten.
I have been around the world,
Lookin' for that woma/girl,
Who knows love can endure.
And you know it will.
And you know it will.
So we cheated and we lied
And we tested
And we never failed to fail
It was the easiest thing to do.
You will survive being bested.
Somebody fine
Will come along
Make me forget about loving you.
At the Southern Cross.
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Friday, August 5, 2011
Hope
Hope
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune--without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.
~ Emily Dickinson
saw lines of this poem on a friends page today and immediately I went searching for the completely poem. Love it. One of my favorites that I have not seen in a while…today it returned into my life like an old friend…
as I have economic fears with what could be a job strike starting Sunday it was just the perfect thing as I am transitioning in so many aspects of my life and trying not to feel a sense of chaos and overwhelming fear… what we all need is FAITH the opposite side of the coin…turn over fear and you find faith… place it on the table. Fear is there…but hidden. Out of site and always within reach if we turn it over and see it again…so we constantly turn the coin over… returning to faith…and HOPE..
remaining positive about the present conditions and the opportunity for growth and change in the future….. having HOPE today.
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune--without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.
~ Emily Dickinson
saw lines of this poem on a friends page today and immediately I went searching for the completely poem. Love it. One of my favorites that I have not seen in a while…today it returned into my life like an old friend…
as I have economic fears with what could be a job strike starting Sunday it was just the perfect thing as I am transitioning in so many aspects of my life and trying not to feel a sense of chaos and overwhelming fear… what we all need is FAITH the opposite side of the coin…turn over fear and you find faith… place it on the table. Fear is there…but hidden. Out of site and always within reach if we turn it over and see it again…so we constantly turn the coin over… returning to faith…and HOPE..
remaining positive about the present conditions and the opportunity for growth and change in the future….. having HOPE today.
Monday, August 1, 2011
My Chance to Live
My Chance to Live
When I am willing to do the right thing, I am rewarded with an inner peace no amount of liquor could ever provide. When I am unwilling to do the right thing, I become restless, irritable, and discontent. It is always my choice. Through the Twelve Steps, I have been granted the gift of choice. I am no longer at the mercy of a disease that tells me the only answer is to drink. If willingness is the key that unlocks the gates of hell, it is action that opens those doors so that we may walk freely among the living.
Alcoholics Anonymous, 4th Edition, “My Chance To Live,” page 317
my thoughts:
I must remember that the key is willingness...and that must be followed by action. inaction and apathy will lead me back to fear , unwillingnes to change or face life on lifes terms. only through taking right actions, however difficult...will my choices become more clear and plentiful.
When I am willing to do the right thing, I am rewarded with an inner peace no amount of liquor could ever provide. When I am unwilling to do the right thing, I become restless, irritable, and discontent. It is always my choice. Through the Twelve Steps, I have been granted the gift of choice. I am no longer at the mercy of a disease that tells me the only answer is to drink. If willingness is the key that unlocks the gates of hell, it is action that opens those doors so that we may walk freely among the living.
Alcoholics Anonymous, 4th Edition, “My Chance To Live,” page 317
my thoughts:
I must remember that the key is willingness...and that must be followed by action. inaction and apathy will lead me back to fear , unwillingnes to change or face life on lifes terms. only through taking right actions, however difficult...will my choices become more clear and plentiful.
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