The Nuggets & Gifts in Forgiveness
So much betta than everythingg.....
A glowing thread is tangled in the confusions of the past and it is enamoring. It quickly moves. We grab hold as we fly through the previously untieable knots of what it means to exist and magically, it begins to release as we hold on for the process. No force. No pressure. Ravaged in surrender and in awe of this miraculous unthreading in the untethering.
Forgiveness exists through these varying detanglements. Forgiveness of Self. Forgiveness of others. Forgiveness of hurt, wrongs, slights, misdeeds, missed words, and misfortunes. A firm hold and trust is required for what we are about to experience in the process of this universal untanglement.
Life in this world gives scars from a young age, many open wounds that are awaiting healing. Somehow our challenge is to find the allowance of love, buckle up, and appreciate the effortlessness of love in motion.
The ride may be rough and long, perhaps with many breaks along the away. There is not a destination and it exists beyond time. But standing in faith, slowly the black and whites begin to regain colors in hues. A sharpness comes to the perception that allows things that once blended seamlessly into the background to pop out in the foreground. The bright vibrancy often comes last. Eventually the world appears anew, yet the world is the same. We are the same, yet somehow have regained the beautiful perceptions lost somewhere in the trauma of childhood.
This is different and exhilarating. Finding delightful appreciation in the simple things gives way for pleasure. Ripe for the appreciation available through these new lenses of forgiveness. The healing through love. It is the only path that leads to feeling good.
The pureness of both holding and sharing borderless and boundless space with and for another is the greatest gift one could give. The gift of being a non-judgemental witness of another’s Human Experience. Free of stricturing, agendas, and the need for sense making or meaning. The gift of fucking being fully present for all of their humanness creates a level of intimacy that allows for a sliver of the infinite to be experienced.
A simple, “I gotchu” somehow melts through all of the armor and rust that built up over the years. The calousnessed heart begins to regenerate with softness.
This is simultaneously terrifying and empowering to be seen in raw nakedness, exposed and open. The fear fades within minutes and the intimacy experienced with Self and other is beyond the full expression possible in words.
Truth may be found in the vulnerability, but Truth exists in layers. Each layer requiring another prompt and courage. We deserve the Truth of the Truth of the Truth. And somewhere in there lies the golden nugget of awareness. We will know it when we experience it.