My meeting was really good last night. It was on acceptance. I needed to hear what was being said.
After the meeting, I stayed and talked to a good friend. I needed that also. We talked about detachment. It occurred to me later that acceptance and detachment are two sides of the same coin. If I'm in acceptance of a situation, wouldn't it be easier to detach?
Most often, when I can't detach or let go of a situation, it's because I'm in fear. We talked about that also. I pray, I turn it over, and then I get a flash in my mind - like a picture or an image - of my worst case scenario on a situation. Then, I'm right back in fear again. These flashes happen most often at night, when I wake up for no apparent reason (or even from an apparent reason) at 3 am. And I have no power to stop them; this is how the disease works on me. I have no perspective in the middle of the night. What I do have is a God that I know is with me even when I don't feel it. That's what gets me through those nights.
So, today was a good day. A good day is one where I'm not stuck in my head all day. I am in the present and living the life I've been given. I'm not living in regret for something past; I'm not living in fear of what may or may not happen in the future. It was a good day.
Just for today, I will be unafraid. Especially, I will not be afraid to enjoy what is beautiful, and to believe that as I give to the world, so the world will give to me.
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