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> From: NewParadigmFund@aol.com
> Date: September 16, 2010 12:17:21 PM EDT
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> Subject: Fwd: Today, Thursday, September 16, 2010
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> Subj: Today, Thursday, September 16, 2010
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> Marga–(9-16-1995) Congratulations!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
> !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
>
> This is September, the 9th month of the year;
> • The 9th Tradition: A.A., as such, ought never be organized;
> but we may create service boards or committees directly responsible
> to those they serve.
> • The 9th Step: Made direct amends to such people wherever
> possible, except when to do so would injure them or others.
> • The 9th Promise: Our whole attitude and outlook upon life w
> ill change.
>
>
> Thought for the Day
> Today, let us begin a short study of the The Twelve Suggested Steps
> of A.A. These Twelve Suggested Steps seem to embody five
> principles. The first step is the membership requirement step.
> The second, third, and eleventh steps are the spiritual steps for
> the program. The fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh and tenth steps are
> the personal inventory steps. The eighth and ninth steps are the
> restitution steps. The twelfth step is the passing on of the
> program, or helping others, step. So the five principles are
> membership requirement, spiritual basis, personal inventory,
> restitution, and helping others. Have I made all these steps a part
> of me?
>
> Meditation for the Day
> We seem to live not only in time but also in eternity. If we abide
> with God and He abies with us, we may bring forth spiritual fruit
> which will last for eternity. If we live with God, our lives can
> flow as some calm river through the dry land of earth. It can cause
> the trees and flowers of the spiritual life–love and service–to
> spring forth and yield abundantly. Spiritual work may be done fo
> r eternity, not just for now. Even here on earth we can live as tho
> ugh our real lives were eternal.
>
> Prayer for the Day
> I pray that I may try to make my life like a cool river in a thirsty
> land. I pray that I may give freely to all who ask my help.
>
> Source: Twenty-Four Hours a Day, Richmond Walker, Copyright © 1975,
> Hazeldon Foundation, printed in the USA. Editor’s note: This book
> was compiled by Richmond Walker (1892–1965) of the Group at Daytona
> Beach, Florida. I get the text from the following website: http://www.anonymityone.com/h24/0403EN.htm
> Note 4 numbers after “h24/”: the first two are the day of the
> month and the second two are the month. Example: To get daily read
> ing for December 21st, you would change the URL to http://www.anonymityone.com/h24/2112EN.htm
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> Soaking Up Sun
>
> Tom Hennen
>
> Today there is the kind of sunshine old men love,
> the kind of day when my grandfather would sit
> on the south side of the wooden corncrib
> where the sunlight warmed slowly all through the day
> like a wood stove. One after another dry leaves
> fell. No painful memories came. Everything was
> lit by a halo of light. The cornstalks glinted bright
> as pieces of glass. From the fields and cottonwood
> grove came the damp smell of mushrooms, of
> things going back to earth. I sat with my grandfa-
> ther then. Sheep came up to us as we sat there,
> their oily wool so warm to my fingers, like a strange
> and magic snow. My grandfather whittled sweet
> smelling apple sticks just to get at the scent. His
> thumb had a permanent groove in it where the
> back of the knife blade rested. He let me listen to
> the wind, the wild geese, the soft dialect of sheep,
> while his own silence taught me every secret thing
> he knew.
> From Good Poems Selected and Introduced by Garrison Keillor As heard
> on The Writer's Almanac; Penguin Books, 2003.
>
> One might ask: what the hell does this poem have to do with
> sobriety? In a word: awareness. If you are sober, then you are
> automatically aware of what is important in life. And the longer
> you remain sober you become aware of how beautiful life is, in all
> it's complexities