my daily reflections…

i could not feel the transformation within others were tellin me they were seein in my early recovery. everythin within still seemed chaotic, totally unmanageable, and discombobulated. watchin others seemingly be at peace with the world around em, listenin to how they were able to live that way, left me no doubt somethin was workin in their lives. as the chaotic lifestyle began to settle, only because i had stopped creatin it, i began to truly want what i was seein in others in the rooms. workin the steps as best as i could at the time, tryin to let self-will be somethin of the past, i began to let this hidden inner resource i had started to feel come alive within. i began to see the truthful workins of my newly formed relationship with my HP come alive outside of me; i began to feel and act as if, and it was a wonderful revelation. faith, whether it was from good orderly direction, or me just doin shit a lil dif, provided a firm belief in His power and strength, which has become a way of life fer me today. 1 day @ a time...