Growing Lotuses in the Blossoming Garden of My New Life

Written by, Emma S.

In my old life of addiction and escapism, I was deluded to think that running away would solve any problems; on reflection it kept me stuck in the same place as life moved forward without me. With the support of MA literature and fellowship, within myself I have found new ways to cope with existing problems, and due to my emotions being available I have been confronted with some truths; yet the power I used to give away is available to me to solve those problems and stay surfing on the sea of life. I am grateful to those who went before me and those who are alongside me in recovery, so that I am building my life day by day, instead of letting each day pass by.

“I am actively growing lotuses to admire, instead of being transfixed by the desire to sit still and eat them.”

Published in A New Leaf – November 2026

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