Perhaps you’ve witnessed the same thing I have.
At times I’ve seen a wonderful relationship between two people come apart at the seams. The glue suddenly melts away, because of something said or left unsaid. Hearts become hardened and everyone loses something important. And always, there is a loss of the connection to love.
In 1990, I wrote a series of stories which became my first book. The title of the book is, Witness of the Heart, and it’s very precious to me. It’s the first experience I had where I felt (god) was writing with me. And, writing it was my way of speaking what felt like the truth to me and of saying what my heart yearned to tell others. Doing this released something that was wrapped up inside me. It was incredibly liberating.
Once the story was down on paper, everyone else could make up their own mind about its value. But, at least it was there.
Here is the story that came to me about the experience of forgiveness.
many things have a beginning
but most do not,
they just continue.
they include
some of what has been
and reach for what will be.
some things
we seem a part of
others
leave us outside
it is that way.
but,
we strive to always
be within
even at the center
and this causes each of us pain.
once,
we saw
how two lost sight of this.
they hadn’t meant for the fight to happen
but neither could they stop it
once it had begun.
and it hardened each of them
and they would not speak
nor look at one another.
and time did not heal them.
a season passed
and another
until it became more and
more difficult to remember
what had split them.
but this did not change
their resolve
instead their bitterness grew.
and another season
came and went
and to their shame
nothing changed.
and as it happens
some are strong
others weak
and one of them
slowed
and became sick.
the other saw
but could do nothing
for their hardness
kept them away.
and sliding from this life
the one who was sick
called for the one who was well.
and the well one came
and their eyes met
and as it has the power to do
sickness allowed a bridging.
and they overcame
their distance
and held each other’s hand.
while they sat together
the sick one formed
“I’m sorry”
on his lips
and the well one saw
and wept.
and in that moment
each realized what burdens
you carry
when you can not forgive.
and how it lessens you
and closes you
and keeps you from the
fullness of life.
It strikes me that there is an anatomy to forgiveness.
At first, a seed is planted. We let what is said or done enter some part of us that keeps track of all things. Our reaction may happen through a thought or feeling, but some part of us has taken it personally. A remark or action has challenged us or forced us outside our comfort zone and we feel the need to defend ourselves or to attack others.
I wonder, what if we didn’t take anything personally? What if we allowed everything to flow through us, not bothering to hold anything inside, especially those things which seem to hurt?
The Toltec wisdom tradition teaches this as one of its four cornerstones. They recognize the incredible merit to understanding that what is said or done to you by another, is solely about them. None of it is about you, unless of course, you choose to believe that it is.
I grant you that this is a skill that requires practice.
The question, as always is, is the practice worth it?
That’s a decision we each must make for ourselves. I hope what you choose creates peace and harmony in your life.
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