" First...You Must Forgive Yourself "

“ First…You Must Forgive Yourself “

06/03/13

To my very, very dearest friends, and ready, constant readers, I would like to wish for you a most quiet and peaceful Sunday, free from pain or care. I wish happiness for you and your family, free—at least for today—the worries, or any demonstrated ill-humor, which might otherwise cloud a wonderful day; actually, as all should be as wonderful, save for that which our various complaints would sully.

How often are we enjoined to keep our voices down and make peace with children running, laughing through the house; of being perpetually late to meals; or a spouse, who would rather retire as soon as possible to a basement lair, to hide in his ‘den’.

The pure fact of the matter is, we just don’t care; the house may be in complete discord, with clothes, and pets-under-foot everywhere

And, even those small slights, and indirections, such as having your parking spot ‘liberated’ out from under you before you can get it; surely store personnel; car  and sirens blasting, etc., all combine to make more wild your mind.

For, on top of all this horrendous stress (like, where’s the mortgage money coming from?), you are already much able to cope.  How well you try, but, whenever all seems lost, we tend to forget that no one asks to be disabled; no one asks for Lupus; or P.S.T.D. Nor could you so arrange your genes and chromosomes in such a fashion, that I would make you ill, afraid, despairing.  Often with pain that makes you cry…or pain that ties you to your bed…or pain, that frequently reshapes every life vector that you may have.  Until you often feel exhausted and undone.

And, all these people, with their separate and conjoined actions are to be somehow forgiven, and excused

that, in doing so, somehow we are somehow, elevated, made more temperate, and somehow closer to a greater Deity.

And as we tend to the contents of our souls….only then, may we be better in full as can be to contemplate the any, possible conjugations of theirs.

But first, before passing judgment, as ruthlessly we tend to do to our own hearts, and souls, do remember that you had NO say in the way that you’d turn out.

Try, then, forgive yourself, in full, for whatever you may have wanted life to be.  And, if you can be kinder to yourself, all will benefit.

I wish for you, my dear, and dearest friends, a measure of inner peace and accord; of satisfaction; I wish for you certainly days of lessened or of ‘no pain, or contention.  And if, upon an evening you offer up your thanks, in being easy on others, never forget to be most kind to yourself, for healing, for a quietness of the mind, for a general ease, and liberation from horrid nightmares, in finding true happiness at last.

Please know I love you dearly,

‘Zahc’/Charles