From Paul D. “I belong in the AA fellowship and The Art House fellowship. I am comfortable in my own skin today. One day at a time.” (On the Zonr post)
*Somewhere I Belong – Linkin Park (3:44)
Where in the world do you most feel you belong, lately?
Piano
by D H Lawrence (1885 – 1930)
Softly, in the dusk, a woman is singing to me;
Taking me back down the vista of years, till I see
A child sitting under the piano, in the boom of the tingling strings
And pressing the small, poised feet of a mother who smiles as she sings.
In spite of myself, the insidious mastery of song
Betrays me back, till the heart of me weeps to belong
To the old Sunday evenings at home, with winter outside
And hymns in the cosy parlour, the tinkling piano our guide.
So now it is vain for the singer to burst into clamour
With the great black piano appassionato. The glamour
Of childish days is upon me, my manhood is cast
Down in the flood of remembrance, I weep like a child for the past.
I belong in the AA fellowship and The Art House fellowship. I am comfortable in my own skin today. One day at a time.
I don’t know???
Along exactly where I am today. I’m very much comfortable in my own skin and feel that the work that I’m doing this what I meant to be doing as well.
I feel like I belong when I’m in a Buddhist temple, when I’m at my Tuesday night meeting, out in nature away from people, and anywhere when I’m with friends.
I have moments in the courtroom during a pre-trial appearance or during a trial where everything just clicks and I know that is where I belong and I am doing what I was meant to be doing. When in this groove, my responses and arguments flow forth effortlessly and I am highly effective. Most of the time I go to court, particularly when I am best prepared, this is my experience. I have also had experiences when I feel like I can’t say anything right and I just hope my client or the judge does not figure out that I have no idea what I am doing or that I am a fraud.
I felt accepted in the fellowship the first moment I walked in; I felt kinship when I found a Sponsor crazier than myself; I felt heard when I finally got a sponsor; and I felt loved when I learned she would calmly listen to everything I shared with her and that she would listen without judgment or condemnation.