Unforgiveness-Clogging of Spiritual Pores

Why is it so hard for people to forgive? Why do we insist on holding grudges? What purpose do grudges serve? Do we get so caught in our emotions that we lose sight of logic and opt to clog our spiritual pores with hatred?





Revelation-



1. Forgiveness has NOTHING to do with the so-called person who hurt you. I say "so-called"; because nine times out of ten if effective communication is utilized, you learn that the person who wronged you didn't really intend to wrong you. Or you find out that the person who wronged you didn't know that they wronged you to begin with. Or you find out that it was your own insecurities and inner challenges which created a situation which may not have even existed. As though people can read minds *insert sarcasm* But forgiveness is about SELF. It is the freeing mechanism which allows us to cleanse our spiritual pores. Once our spiritual pores are clean, we can allow all of the goodness of the universe to seep in and prosper us.



2. Forgivess doesn't mean to run to the person who wronged you with open arms, it means to acknowledge the WHOLE story and then leave the matter in the past and not call it to rememberence again. There is always a lesson in hurt and pain. So by all means, let's learn the lesson. Maybe we can learn not to be so trusting. Maybe we can learn to be more trusting. Maybe we can learn to limit levels of communication with some. Maybe we can learn to talk more. Maybe we can learn that we keep getting the same results, which may mean that we need to do a self-check and renew our own mind to avoid future incidents. Whatever your lesson is, it is your lesson; not the person who wronged you. So release them, and release that unncessary unhealthy grudge. It is the first step to the bridge of goodness.



3. Forgive yourself first. God already has. It's not like we can go back and fix anything. We have to (in the words of my dear friend) "take the licking and keep on ticking." This will not be our last mess-up. We're imperfect creatures with imperfect ways to mess up perfect plans.


Benediction-


I wonder how many people are stuck in a spirtual abyss of anger, hate and stagnation because we have refused to let something go. Really let that sink in. I know that when I keep finding myself in the same situations that it is ME. I am the common denominator. I AM NOT GROWING THE WAY I NEED TO, BECAUSE I NEED TO HEAL AND LET SOME THINGS GO. I mean would you really purposely keep a tumor on your skin? Does the unforgiveness keep you warm at night? What a pathetic use of time!! What's really sad is, while you are holding on to something devestating the person who wronged you is out enjoying their life. So why don't you; especially if you claim that you didn't do anything wrong?!



If you have anger, fear, pain, hate or unforgiveness in your heart resolve that today is the day that you take steps to releasing it. Hate and love cannot exist in the same home. No matter how hard you try. It's like when I ate those pancakes and then tried to work out-oxymoron!! Let it go so that you can go forth in good health. It isn't the end of the world. Congratulate yourself for passing through yet another test. The best is yet to come, I have seen it with my own eyes. Don't use your resources (energy and words) to magnify or dignify someone who you deem unworthy. Remember energy makes things grow. So take back your powers and use them for good.







The word of the day is- FORGIVE

Walls

Just like granite, is the strength of the walls that I've erected to keep you, especially you, OUT. Knowing that if you penetrated even the first layer, you would be privy to my innermost workings. I continue to fight, block, kick and punch....whatever it takes to keep you as far away as possible. In response you do not saw, you do not plummet. You gently remind me of who we are, who we were and who we are destined to be.

Damn. Is that a layer falling? The noise of the crumbling surrounds me and completely distracts me from locking down my fortress twenty-fold. In fact the noise proves to be intoxicating. The necessary chaos to the superlative order in which I've so articulately created is slowly unfolding right before my eyes. I like it. I think I like it.

Before long we're entwined, connected like thorns to a rose bush. Now, I wear your scent. Now your touch motivates me and IS my reason.

I'm so embarrassed.  I am so confused. I thought that these feelings were long gone. A simple, or complex thing of the past. And with a few single acts every emotion, every tingle has returned with great force. Robustly plunging against the tides of my walls demanding that I remove my guard are the forces of this, this thing. I feel myself succumbing to the gravital pull and I am enjoying every uncertain moment of it. Every sweet kiss. Every gentle touch. Every layer crumbling beneath my feet like gravel. Every moment your eyes show your soul. Everyday I get closer to you.

Peace

At this very moment, I exist in a world free of chaos. Floral arrangements perfume the area and gentle breezes carry the aromas above and beneath me. The only sound that I hear is the rustle of the leaves from playing in the wind. There are no phones, no work emails no one is requiring a single thing. I don't require the company of anyone other than the God in me. All I see is peace. All I smell is peace. All I feel is peace.