HOPE ~

[janbear]

HOPE ~

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"Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all."

Emily Dickinson

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I wanted desperately to lose weight, be
happy, be spiritually and emotionally
fulfilled, and feel serenity in my
soul. How long must one wait in a single
lifetime to achieve these things? How
long must one function day-to-day at a
fairly high level, only to close the
door at night to a world of emptiness?
How long must one go without hope?

My compulsion for food had come close to
destroying my life. I was in a constant
state of denial that the simple act of
eating food could account for a life run
amok and totally unmanageable. But the
truth of the matter is that it could
... and it did.

I found Twelve Steps that empowered me
to do things I'd never dreamed of
doing. These Twelve Steps enabled me to
see the simple reality that compulsive
eating could destroy my life. They
showed me that life was beautiful and
that my disease could turn out to be my
greatest blessing. The Twelve Steps gave
me something so precious that I am in
awe of their power .... something so
empowering that I had to admit
powerlessness in order to become
powerful. The Twelve Steps gave me the
most beautiful gift I have ever received
and it is a gift that no one can ever take
away from me. ... The Steps gave me a
gift that I treasure
above all gifts: hope. They gave me the
gift of hope.

ONE DAY AT A TIME . . .

I will hold onto my hope.
One day at a time ... I will treasure my hope.
One day at a time ... hope perches in my soul.
One day at a time ... hope sings its song.

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