I recently listed down the names of the people with whom I have unresolved inner conflict still residing in my system. And I still have a long list of people to forgive.
When I think about them, I feel an emotional charge, ranging from the slightest to the most intense.
Yet I am forgiving myself for not having forgiven them. And perhaps that’s what I need to do first. That huge step of forgiving myself.
Then it might make it so much easier to forgive others.
Or, since there truly is no you and me separate from each other, that we are all truly one and simply parts of the Oneness, when I forgive myself, I am in fact forgiving the other. And vice versa.
Of course I understand that intellectually. To embody it is the not so easy part. And I give myself permission for not having been able to fully embody it. Not yet at least.
Or maybe, it is when I am able to truly, fully, completely embrace the concept that, since we’re simply fulfilling our pre-birth soul contracts, what is there to forgive? Who is there to forgive?
In fact, there is much to be thankful for because my so-called tormentors love me enough, love me that much, to have agreed, maybe even volunteered, to play the villain’s role in my life, in order for me to learn and master the lessons that I need to grow and to evolve — something that I, my soul, chose and agreed to.
So at the end of the day, is there truly anything or anyone to forgive?
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