Learning to listen

Today was one of those days, when meditation wasn’t really a subject, but one of those thoughts I had learned from and old timer way back. He was the man who told us attitudes were more important than facts. They could actually change what was going on with us. Going from the negative to the positive. It was the result of listening to someone, who was suffering from their feelings and needed direction.

That was on my mind, especially, when an old friend actually brought up a man, who practiced meditation, or contemplation. Like I learned, when I was young. I was taught that prayer was talking to God. Meditation was listening.

So, since I have been in the program I have studied what it is I needed to do to grow along spiritual lines. The Twelve Steps. Trying to learn how to live a spiritual way of life. Like the Ninth Step tells us. So I say the prayers we’ve been given. But then I also learned to step back and be silent. In other words listen. Not that I hear anything, but I can end the time I spend in silence, changed. I know that I’m different. What I have been given.

I don’t really see myself, as being spiritual. But I do try to practice what we’ve been given. I know it’s what I need to do, if I want to grow along spiritual lines. And I am grateful I have been given these opportunities by my Higher Power, this program, and the alcoholics in here, who have helped me. First my old sponsor, and those old timers. And then the rest of those in here, who have helped me along the way. Even those new people, who have allowed me to try to freely given them what as freely given to me. Like I said, I am thankful. My life has changed, and so have I. Thanks.