I thought, for instance, of our capacity to love. We're a reservoir of passion, compassion. You think, at some points if not most, that you're at your limit for loving. Your lover. Your family. That special friend. You think, How could I possibly love another as much as this? How could I possibly be able to love another as much as this?
But you do. It's infinite, this power of ours to care for those that eventually walk into and embed, buries themselves so firmly in our lives, and does it so expertly that we never notice the push when they do.
It's not all roses and butterflies, though, is it? As much as we love, we hate. We loathe. We despise. It poisons us. Thinking, lingering over bad thoughts about someone else will cause it to grow - you're feeding your hatred, aren't you, when you're thinking about it? I think that's where the old adage, Forgive and Forget, comes in. Don't think about it. Forgive. Forget. Let bygones be bygones, leave your past behind you.
And yet, we don't.
It's a bit of a difficult topic, this. Your past makes up who you are. So maybe, when they say forgive and forget, they don't actually mean you should forgive and forget. Forgive, yes. Hatred will poison you. Maybe they mean that bit wholeheartedly.
Forget, on the other hand. It's a different kind of forget. You have to remember it in order to not make the same mistakes with someone else, maybe, or you should remember it for the sake of the memory for someone else. You have to remember it, I think. But I think they mean for you to forget enough that you don't want to hurt anyone, least of all yourself. Forget the hurt it may have caused, but remember how to deal with that hurt. Forget the bad times, but remember how to charge right through. Forget the person you turned into, and remember the person you want to be.
Just thinking, is all.
Ja.
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