To do or die. At the heart of every circumstance is its heartbeat. No single occurrence in the universe is fortuitous. Everything originates from somewhere. Our thoughts, feelings, perceptions, and reactions, all connected to some origin of it.
It is no wonder we hang on to things for so long. We harbor feelings reaching back to our childhood. The worse the occurrence the tighter the memory grip. Instead of letting go we cocoon our thoughts and feelings around the memory of it. We may even reinvent it. And as if the actuality was not bad enough, we embellish it. Rather than erase it, we bring it forward, carrying it in our spirit as unfinished business. Why is that?
Why do we wallow in muck and mire? We do because we have made our nest there. We return to that nest reinforcing our stronghold on it. Forgiveness is a foreign language, as difficult as any unpracticed thing. We become aged in our bitterness. We curse even the walls for closing in. Never once do we offer remorse for our own countless ill-fated acts of conscious. We would rather invite hatred to the floor. Point the finger at someone else. We are blameless.
How is that working out for you I ask? You have become a victim in your own head. "They are the enemy."
Shameful thing is they have moved on. They have released the past and its ghosts. You have become a regret and what happened regrettable. They have learned from their transgressions. A very long time ago, they forgave themselves and have been forgiven by God Almighty. This while you sit in your nest gripping this thing, that without your stronghold on it would have no value at all.
Yours is to ask the reason why?
It is no wonder we hang on to things for so long. We harbor feelings reaching back to our childhood. The worse the occurrence the tighter the memory grip. Instead of letting go we cocoon our thoughts and feelings around the memory of it. We may even reinvent it. And as if the actuality was not bad enough, we embellish it. Rather than erase it, we bring it forward, carrying it in our spirit as unfinished business. Why is that?
Why do we wallow in muck and mire? We do because we have made our nest there. We return to that nest reinforcing our stronghold on it. Forgiveness is a foreign language, as difficult as any unpracticed thing. We become aged in our bitterness. We curse even the walls for closing in. Never once do we offer remorse for our own countless ill-fated acts of conscious. We would rather invite hatred to the floor. Point the finger at someone else. We are blameless.
How is that working out for you I ask? You have become a victim in your own head. "They are the enemy."
Shameful thing is they have moved on. They have released the past and its ghosts. You have become a regret and what happened regrettable. They have learned from their transgressions. A very long time ago, they forgave themselves and have been forgiven by God Almighty. This while you sit in your nest gripping this thing, that without your stronghold on it would have no value at all.
Yours is to ask the reason why?
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