Is forgiveness really possible?

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Forgiveness is one of the world’s greatest mysteries, one that seems to always come with a short answer “just accept and move on”. Hah! Yeah right… seriously? Just accept it and move on? You have to be kidding people!

After hearing that one liner so many times I stopped asking others how they came to forgive another. I started to realize that each of us have our own journeys to live with roads that may intersect at times but overall are lived only by us. No one can tell you how to come to a place where forgiving someone for something they did to you is accomplished.

imageThat said, I have also come to realize that in order for any one of us to reach a place where we genuinely forgive another we have to face the past and the transgression head on. We can skim over it and act like we have forgiven someone but all it does is delay the pain.

I call forgiveness a devil ghost with a multitude of horns for it haunts us, sits on both our shoulders and whispers negativity, it reminds us of the hurt and encourages us to distrust constantly. Forgiveness is a ghost that can haunt our lives right up till the time we join it in a ghostly fashion. No, you can’t just forget nor can you just accept and move on.  If that were the case there would be no vengeful acts or murders, suicides or even estranged relatives.

So how can you come to accept and to forgive?

The long and short of it is that it is ultimately up to you. From my experience it is a lifelong process with many different stages and in turn these stages can often take the form of Denial, Anger, Bargaining, Depression and finally Acceptance.  Much like how they work in the 5 Stages of Grief, these 5 amigos swing between each other.

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It’s easy to deny that we are hurt, more often than not it is easier to pretend we weren’t hurt in the first place as a “pay back” against the person who hurt us… I think that deep down we truly want to believe that we weren’t hurt by their actions, that we aren’t that weak.

Anger… well that is a totally different matter, one we all know too well (well I do anyways).

imageBargaining – Perhaps it was actually me, perhaps they didn’t really mean to hurt me so badly, maybe I instigated it!

Depression, now this one sneaks up on you, it slips in undetected and normally this only comes in when the hurt is so profound that it changes how we “operate” or our belief structures.

Acceptance?

From my experience:

· Acceptance feels like knowing that what happened to you can never be undone.

· Knowing that the lessons in what happened, how you reacted and how the other person acted, help you be a better person and guide you towards the person you want to be.

· Knowing that you yourself are capable of doing what was done to you (it’s the scary truth).image

Forgiveness?

It comes in many different shapes and forms and it can take a life time to attain, your friends and/or loved ones may not understand how you could ever reach it and that it is ok… and the cherry on the cake is that more often than not you reach it without even realizing. One day you suddenly realize that you are not carrying the extra weight on your shoulders anymore and you smile.

I’ve mourned my childhood and I have mourned the ideals I had set for certain figures in my life, I have heard the request for forgiveness from another and understood that those that hurt us don’t always realize they hurt us unless we let them know.

I’m no guru nor do I proclaim anything but I do speak from my own personal journey in hope that perhaps it helps you.

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One day at a time, focus on today and the rest will follow

Being an Ordinary Superhero

It’s a hard life being a Superhero don’t you think? I mean you get up out of bed, put your special gear on, decide whether to put your underwear under your clothes or above, brush your sparklies in your mouth and hopefully your hairballs, don some funky kick ass shoes and start your day.

You either walk or jump in your car mobile that is painted in your superhero colour scheme and off you go to work or to school.  Once there you interact with a wide variety of people, some that require superhero levels of patience, some that need guidance from your wisdom bank and perhaps others that step on your newly polished shine in the dark feet.

You finish your day by another trip in the car mobile or leg mobile and head homeward.  Homeward you extract the Superhero “day clothes” and don the Superhero “Evening garb”, prepare some superhero food and perhaps enjoy some specially fermented grape juice.

Bed time arrives and you once again brush your sparkly whites, don another set of superhero bed clothes and head to dreamlands of your choosing.

The normal day by most standards, add in a few kids here and there for those Superhero’s who have reproduced or found themselves with sample superhero’s and voila you got your day.

What makes the ordinary Superhero a Superhero?

The stuff in between that is so natural as all of the other stuff that it doesn’t even feature in a mentionable, its ordinary and normal for them and more often than not goes unnoticed.

Walking outside ready for the day the Superhero see’s a hurt or sick animal and goes to it, tries to help it, feed it if it needs feeding and keeps it warm.  The Superhero tries to heal it if it can, it doesn’t really stop till it knows it can’t do anymore for the animal in its care.

On the walk to the office or school the Superhero see’s a child or person trip and fall down.  The Superhero doesn’t just walk past and act like he or she never saw it, they are the ones that stop and help them up, brush off their knees if the situation requires and makes sure that they are ok before continuing.

During the day they come into contact with someone that seems to be having a bad day, the Superhero stops what they are doing and tries to change that persons life just for a few moments by spreading a bit of light.  Sometimes the Superhero is successful, sometimes not, but he or she tries anyway in the hope that they will make a slight difference.

On the way back home the Superhero eats the sandwich he or she forgot to eat for lunch, as he or she walks down the road they see a poor person sitting on the side of the road eating out of a plastic bag that looks like its original destination was the garbage can they sit next to.  The Superhero bends down and gives the person the other half of his/her sandwich smiles and walks on smiling.

As the Superhero goes about his/her day they don’t really think about all their Superhero duties that they accomplished or did, they don’t think to tell the first person they meet or greet, they smile internally knowing that they tried to help another living thing and that is enough for them.

They are the ones that lie in bed at night thinking of ways to help more, they worry about the animals and if they are fine, they worry about the children and the other Superhero’s, they concoct ways to fix things and dream of a world that is different.

A Superhero is ordinary by all accounts, a human with faults and gifts, but a Superhero they are for sure.

The Impulse to run and to run fast…

imageSome people are runners and others find their feet glued to the ground much  like looking down to see that your feet are embedded in a floor of cement with not even the toes showing.

Those who have their feet solid on the floor often frown upon those that have the impulse to run.  They do not understand the reasons behind a runner or what sets off a sprint.  Often they will frown upon them and castigate them, laugh and pity them.  Often they do not take the time to look at their own lives to see their own legs were once free and sprinting.

I am not beating anyone up here just merely explaining the different impulses as I see them, impulses brought about by more things that just fear.

Fear, an interesting creature often put to blame for the impulse to run, but is it just that? Fear? In my books it comes down to our lives, how we grew up, our self confidence, how many times we have had our hearts broken, how many times our soul has been burnt alive…

There are no short answers as to the whys nor are there any short answers to the solutions, rights or wrongs.  Each persons reasons are different to the other, we are each unique and hold a different set of circumstances and life experiences.

If someone gets close to us, gets under our skin, a runners first impulse is to split the scene of the crime and not go back while a huge “Danger Danger” sign flashes in the backs of our minds in neon yellow.

“What if the person under our skin hurts us like the last person, I can’t take another heart and soul beating. I can’t risk breaking again because I might not rise again.  I am just going to mess this relationship up again like the last time.  I am going to fail.  They are going to see me for who I am and not like me anymore.  I don’t deserve this.  I can’t risk experiencing true happiness in case it gets ripped from under my feet again. No ways.  Stop it before it has even started, way easier. Run. Get out. Run. Fast get out quick! RUN!”

If someone is kind to us and shows compassion the same sign flashes once more.

“How long will their kindness last, will they turn into another person like the last? What if I fail them? What are the strings attached, there must be a few evil lurking strings just waiting to break me down again. Don’t trust them, they will just hurt you like the others. Don’t believe for one second that their intentions are good, no ones is, you know this, you’ve seen it over and over and over again. Run. Before they break your heart and your faith in humanity forever more.  I won’t get up again if I stay around to see it all fall. Get out. Run. Fast, quick get out! RUN!”

… and so it goes, the impulse to run.

Survival of the fittest, I’ll get out before you get the chance to break me to the point I won’t be able to get up again.

Survival of the weak or of the brave?

Fear disables a persons spirit from experiencing true happiness, beauty in the small moments and life.

Fear is a giant jigsaw puzzle with so many pieces that often it can overwhelm us to even contemplate putting it all together. But, once you start finding the pieces, looking at each different colour, shape, contour and patterns, slowly it starts to fall into place. Piece by piece the puzzle grows unveiling a deeply buried truth hidden in a locked tight chest within our soul.

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Putting the pieces together takes a lot of hard work, no quick fix lasts forever.  Sometimes it can get so hard that we start to think that to even contemplate continuing our last thread will snap, shatter into millions of pieces.  All those puzzle pieces stand like a wall before us, overwhelming us and bringing us to our knees.

If you walk into a gallery you always stand back to take in the whole image that lies before you.  Looking at the puzzle we are putting together is much like that picture hanging on the wall in the gallery.  In order to see how much progress we have made and are making we have to step back and look at the whole.  Take in all that we have found out about ourselves, see the true growth and our stumbling blocks, where the other pieces fall and where the gaps lie.

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Putting the puzzle of reasons for our fears, our impulses and our lives together is no simple four by four image.  It is the most complex puzzle with contours that put a 3D shape to shame but the end result is one of the most rewarding nourishing things that feed our souls.

Without realising it the pieces that you put into the puzzle turn into the walls that once stood in your way preventing you from doing things, the walls that made a maze out of your heart and blocked true joy from filtering through to your spirit.

Its a hard, scary, sometimes floor crashing journey but more worth it than I could ever put into words.  Making the choice to build that puzzle is our individual choice.  Each and every single one of us has one to build, whether you do it or not is up to you.

Are you a puzzle builder?

Pig Personality Test

Do this, and don’t cheat by reading the whole thing first.  It’s hysterical if you do it right! Get a BLANK piece of paper and draw a picture of a pig on it, just a basic drawing, don’t spend all day on it.

DRAW THE PIG BEFORE YOU GO ON. IF YOU DON’T IT WONT WORK!!!

You must NOT scroll down until you draw your picture.  No cheating … REALLY… It will spoil the fun

Go on draw the pig first…!

Done?

Ok so here is the interesting stuff …

The pig serves as a useful test of the personality traits of the drawer. If the pig is drawn:

Toward the top of the paper, you are positive and optimistic.

Toward the middle, you are a realist.

Toward the bottom, you are pessimistic and have a tendency to behave negatively.

Facing left, you believe in tradition, are friendly and remember dates (birthdays, etc..)

Facing right, you are innovative and active, but don’t have a strong sense of family, nor do you remember dates.

Facing front (looking at you), you are direct, enjoy playing devil’s advocate and neither fear nor avoid discussions.

With many details, you are analytical, cautious and distrustful.

With few details, you are emotional and naive, you care little for details and are a risk-taker.

With less than 4 legs showing, you are insecure or are living through a period of major change.

With 4 legs showing, you are secure, stubborn, and stick to your ideals.

If there are more than 4 legs, you are unrealistic.

The size of the ears indicates how good a listener you are.  The bigger the better.

The length of the tail indicates the quality of your *ahem* sex sorry love life!!!!

(And again more is better!)

OK, who didn’t draw a tail?

No Worries…

Simon Webbe is not normally my genre of music, my ears normally lean more towards the rock and alternative but this man has his finger tapped into a world of emotional growth and the passion of overcoming human strife. I don’t know if you have had much chance to hear his music, listen to his lyrics or zone out to it but here is one of my favourites of the moment called “No Worries”… enjoy :-)

Gonna get a little better
Even on the darkest day
I just know your life’s gonna change
Gonna get a little further
Right until the feelings change

So, is this how it goes?
Think you’ve come this far with nothing to show
That ain’t so, no
You don’t see where you are
And if you don’t look back you know you’ll never know

 

Cause you think that you’ve been living, just treading water
And waiting in the wings for the show to begin
But I always see you searching
As you try that bit harder
Getting closer, oh yeah, to the life you’re imagining

 

(I just know your life’s gonna change)
Maybe not today, maybe not today
Some day soon you’ll be all right
(I just know your life’s gonna change)
Don’t turn the other way, turn the other way
Feels like luck is on your side
(Just wanna live)
No worries, no worries
(Don’t wanna die)
No worries, no worries
(Fight through the lows)
Say it for me, say it for me,
(And take all the highs)
We all need somebody
(Yeah we can sink)
No worries, no worries
(Or can you swim)
No worries, no worries
(Or walk on out)
Say it for me, say it for me,
(Or jump right in)
We all need somebody

 

So, baby keep drifting on
Your endeavours ain’t just selfless wasted time
Seek and find, yeah yeah
You’re not that far from what you’ve hoped and wished for all along

 

Cause you think that you’ve been living, just treading water
And waiting in the wings for the show to begin
But I always see you searching
As you try that bit harder
Getting closer, oh yeah, to the life you’re imagining

 

I just know your life’s gonna change
Say it for me, say it for me
We all need somebody

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