![]() ![]() She screamed at the sky, “Why did I do this to myself?” She threw her hands up in the air, giving up. She was ready to give herself up to the oblivion that was this deep dark forest. She suddenly realized she would give anything to be back on the path even if it wasn’t exactly what she thought it should be. ![]() She had been lost in pictures of what her path could look like for hours. She looked around her and wondered how she had found herself so deep in this forest. Until there was only darkness and it seemed to stretch on forever and ever. Deep and dark in the forest there was no path. Lost in thought and pictures of what her path would soon look like, she wandered further and further, around and around. When she left the path to go find what she needed to begin making the necessary changes, she slowly started to lose her way lost. Never realizing what an impossible feat it would be to change the entire landscape. She began walking off the path to gather the necessary things to make the path exactly how she pictured it in her mind. If only the path looked and went the way she wanted it to, it would be perfect! Everything would be perfect! Doing What We Think We CanĪnd so she decided she was going to do what she could to change it, to make the path the way she thought it should be, to make it easier. She thought of how much easier the path would be without the hills, without the wetness, without the wind. She thought of all the ways the path could be better and more to her liking. It was never exactly how she wanted it to be. There was always something wrong with the path. That path….it was always too hilly, too steep, too hard to climb, too wet, too slippery, too barren, dry, hot, cold, windy, too flat etc. “Stupid path,” she would mumble to herself, kicking the rocks that laid on it.Īrms folded, cursing the sun for being too bright, and the wind for messing up her hair. The path was never what she wanted it to be. Until the day she died she would be traveling this path just like she had been since the day she was “born.”Īnd oh how she hated it. Her journey had started on that road and she was sure it would end on that road. ![]() And all she had ever known was the ever-stretching road before her. You just have to follow this little story. But it doesn’t have to be complicated and it doesn’t have to be difficult. As it is with most things, they are usually easier said than done. How to Practice the Serenity Prayerīut how right? It is a much easier feat to say those three lines than it is to practice them. Want to walk through life carrying with you peace and happiness? Practice those three lines. This is the shortened version of course, but put simply, in those three lines lives and breathes a design for living that can give each individual human being exactly what it is named for, serenity. Grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change. Let’s take a look at what the prayer actually is to begin. This is the serenity prayer like you have never heard it before from the heart of a recovered addict. And yet for some of us, it’s meaning, it’s story seems to elude us. For those of us in recovery it is absolutely a paramount action and ideal to strive towards. It is said often and is a guiding tool in how we all should live our life. Whether you are in recovery or not chances are you have come across it at least once in your life.
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