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| The Serenity Prayer |
Monday, Oct. 19, 2015
Today's thought from Hazelden Betty Ford Foundation is:
Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive.
-- Anais Nin
We are surrounded by women and men who are necessary for our development. That's a startling revelation perhaps. We don't even like everybody in our life! How can we need them? But we do. Our Higher Power clearly understands our purpose and our needs, and ushers into our lives those people who will help us grow and change and contribute. It sounds mysterious initially, but when we get accustomed to the idea, we are relieved. Each person will teach us something we need to know about life and about ourselves.
Our individual character is growing, changing, maturing. Our understanding of others and our experiences deepens with each unfolding event. The world is ever changing. By design, not coincidence, we will befriend those people who need us, just as we need them.
I am where I need to be. My friends and associates need me as I need them. We are moving and growing in concert.
Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive.
-- Anais Nin
We are surrounded by women and men who are necessary for our development. That's a startling revelation perhaps. We don't even like everybody in our life! How can we need them? But we do. Our Higher Power clearly understands our purpose and our needs, and ushers into our lives those people who will help us grow and change and contribute. It sounds mysterious initially, but when we get accustomed to the idea, we are relieved. Each person will teach us something we need to know about life and about ourselves.
Our individual character is growing, changing, maturing. Our understanding of others and our experiences deepens with each unfolding event. The world is ever changing. By design, not coincidence, we will befriend those people who need us, just as we need them.
I am where I need to be. My friends and associates need me as I need them. We are moving and growing in concert.
You are reading from the book:
A Woman's Spirit by Karen Casey. © 1994 by Hazelden Foundation
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