my daily reflections…

there have been many times in my life where the best just wasnt possible. in those times shit that was almost the best, or seemed to soothe the beast within, was all i could manage to produce. i learned in my recovery the shit i strived fer, which i only thought was the best, never did what it was posed to do. i never received the full effect of what i wanted, and settled fer a sufficient enough compromise, only leavin me wantin in the end. spiritual development has a humblin affect to it. today, fer instance, ive been faced with the only perfect act i can do in my recovery. it is the where-with-all to not take that next first drink. and most ALWAYS, that best, perfect, action, is good enough fer me. when i include the relationship i have with my HP, i get to live toward a better life, rather than settle fer what i think i want. i get to set goals fer myself which are not far-fetched, or too lofty, to achieve. it helps me keep my humility in check. and today, that IS the best i need. 1 day @ a time...