Great Spirit, make my eyes clearer each day
Right my vision
Heal my broken heart
Help me to know that tears won’t kill me, but smoke and alcohol will
Help me to learn to love myself
Help me find hope and a new way of life
Give me a purpose—a reason to go on that runs deeper
A through line
A thread that leads all the way back to my soul that will pull me out of the dark.
Thank you for 30 days.
Thank you for today.
Written by, Anneliese B. If someone had told me five, ten, fifteen, or twenty years ago that I’d be a part of a worldwide, loving fellowship of marijuana addicts, I don’t know that I’d have believed them. I had resigned myself to a lifetime of marijuana smoking, and therefore to a lifetime of isolation, fantasized…
This month we honor MA’s Unity Conference in Morro Bay, CA – June 16-18, 1989 and within this month’s issue of A New Leaf, we have included “A Brief History of MA,” from Life with Hope. Without our founders, MA might not exist today! They bravely spoke up about marijuana addiction in other 12-Step programs,…
Written by, Toni H. Dear Marijuana, I guess I never thought I’d write this letter but it’s time for us to break up. You’ve been there for me more consistently than most things throughout my life and I will give you credit for that. When I was young, you helped me find community amongst other…
Written by, Kaya G. Better boundaries, growing self-care and love,Break the habit, rise and move above. Find new ways to operate and exist,A clearer life that once was missed. Change perspective without the victim mentality,Step outside that old reality. Stand upright, reclaim the ground,Hear a truer inner sound. Create a new way of understanding my…
Written by, Natalie H. V1:After all the puffs in a cloud of smoke when you’re down and out and at the end of your rope. Just know there’s hope somewhere for you there’s a light that shines got to see it through. Chorus:Each day will get a little better you’ll find a way to beat…
Written by, Michael J. Where the Butterflies Live The butterflies landed on wildflowers.They carried a message,“Your serenity has been taken.” The butterflies landed on wildflowers.I knew how to numb,to distract,to be busy,unconscious. The butterflies landed on wildflowers.I’d traded serenity.I received boredom.Not peace,loneliness. The butterflies landed on wildflowers.They said,“This right here,The silence of wind,The warmth on…
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