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Showing posts with label relationship. Show all posts
Showing posts with label relationship. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

True Letting Go

How could you face the person who killed your loved one? It is only natural to bare the teeth of pure hatred toward that individual, giving power to hunger for revenge and destruction. Yet, is it still possible to forgive?


How would you feel toward a loved one who decides to leave you? How do you feel about being left behind? Can you calm that crying child inside, who feels so betrayed and abandoned? Of course, an emotionally mature person overcomes the pain -- after a while, to a certain degree -- and accepts the other's passing as something painful but necessary. Perhaps not justified or fair, but it had to happen.


So, how about when the two people -- the one who kills and the one who leaves -- are, in fact, the same person?


Dealing with the suicide of someone close to you stirs up incredibly complex emotions because it is impossible to separate the mourning over the loss and the painful anger surfacing from the realization of being betrayed, violated, and abandoned. Would you hate the selfish act of killing your loved one or mourn the departed?


The old pearls of wisdom speak in simple terms about love:

  • love is acceptance 
  • love is letting go of the ego
  • unconditional love is to love all.

 The answer lies within these three basic rules concerning other people, even those who are very close and intimate. Instead of expecting the other person to fit the mold of sometimes irrational criteria, the only way to accept is to quiet the wailing, needy child inside and respect the other as a whole being, loving every cell, word, and movement.


Indeed, a challenging but possible task.

Saturday, May 7, 2011

Lies


Lies will separate people, whether or not they are known to the other person. Small lies create slight cracks, and big lies open chasms. Be it minor or considerable; lies shall add up and eventually distance people from one other that not even the bridge of truth-telling may span.


By the time two people look toward each other from a distance as wide as a large canyon – it is already too late. They are too far from each other to recognize the person they used to know so well. By then, they can't even hear the other's voice from that great distance.


Looking back into the past, they may realize in their present loneliness that there was a time when a simple gesture of reaching out for the hand of the other could have easily breached a small gap, … but such a chance has long passed.