Gold and silver are not beautiful and pure until heat is applied. The dross then comes to the surface so that it can be skimmed off. Diamonds, before the chisel, are inert, ugly rocks. Incense, without fire, has no sweet smell.

In recovery, the heat of the Steps allows my defects to surface and be removed. The diamond chisel of member relating to program member turns my life into one that radiates the light of my newfound freedom. The fire of the working of my Higher Power burns through me. I am the incense, a fragrance for all I touch.