The Sweetest Place
There is a place so sweet I wonder why I don’t go there more often.
As I was sitting on the patio this morning gazing into that amazing woods with the sunlight streaming down through hundred year old Oaks and younger Black Walnut trees; a few of those old scenes from the past started marching before my eyes. It was almost as if I could reach out and touch a few of the people I have loved in this life.
One of them in particular was a person I had wanted to do things differently because I just knew he would have been a lot happier if he had done it my way, the better way. As I focused on him several other people associated with that memory also became quite vivid. Gazing at all of them in my minds eye, almost like they were with me, I asked for their forgiveness for anything I may have said or done, through my own ignorance or pain that caused them suffering. I asked for their forgiveness and they gave it. I could feel it like a warm butterscotch thick and sweet energy.
As we shared this moment of loving I also forgave them for any harm they may have caused me through their own ignorance or pain. That energy was like someone opening a floodgate and the waters poured out as did the tears.
I automatically then turned my thoughts to myself. And in any way at all I may have caused harm to myself through my ignorance or pain, I forgave myself.
This morning has become an amazingly sweet place of quiet joy and peace.
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