Many of you know that my health has its ups and downs. Today is kind of ‘down’. Added to this, I look out at this Earth and see all the pain in the world, and I think we can all use some healing.
Please remember to always take time for yourself. This is just as important as taking care of the world around you, because Peace and Healing must start with you.
When I saw the movie about Eva Mozes Kor, the Auschwitz survivor who has been a Mengele twin (“FORGIVING MENGELE”) and who makes a practice of forgiveness, I knew I had found someone who understands what I mean by forgiving everyone and everything…Forgiveness is not finally for the forgiven, not for the wrong-doer, whomever he or she is, but for the person who does the forgiving, for self-healing. I did not know of Kor when I wrote this poem, which you may or may not have seen on my blog, but I hope you will allow me to post it here, just for you (in case you have not seen it). I do not do a lot of self-promoting but I so love and agree with the sentiments on your blog that I think it should fit right in.
TO FORGIVE IS….
to begin
and there is so much to forgive:
for one, your parents, one and two,
out of whose dim haphazard coupling
you sprang forth roaring, indignantly alive.
For this, whatever else followed,
innocent and guilty, forgive them.
If it is day, forgive the sun
its white radiance blinding the eye;
forgive also the moon for dragging the tides,
for her secrets, her half heart of darkness;
whatever the season, forgive it its various
assaults — floods, gales, storms
of ice — and forgive its changing;
for its vanishing act, stealing what you love
and what you hate, indifferent,
forgive time; and likewise forgive its fickle
consort, memory, which fades
the photographs of all you can’t remember;
forgive forgetting, which is chaste
and kinder than you know;
forgive your age and the age you were
when happiness was afire in your blood
and joy sang hymns in the trees;
forgive, too, those trees, which have died;
and forgive death for taking them,
inexorable as God; then forgive God
His terrible grandeur, His unspeakable
Name; forgive, too, the poor devil
for a celestial fall no worse than your own.
When you have forgiven whatever is of earth,
of sky, of water, whatever is named,
whatever remains nameless,
forgive, finally, your own sorry self,
clothed in temporary flesh,
the breath and blood of you
already dying.
Dying, forgiven, now you begin.
It is beautiful and I have printed. I won’t use it but I would like to be able to reread it when I need to. Thank you for sharing this with me. I had never though of forgiveness on this huge of a scale. Thank you for giving me this. I forgive all the time, but I have not ever thought of forgiveness like this. I hope we get to know each other much better. Namaste, Barbara
Mensen maken de samenleving en nemen daarin een positie in. Deze website geeft toegang tot een diversiteit aan artikelen die gaan over 'samenleven', belicht vanuit verschillende perspectieven. De artikelen hebben gemeen dat er gezocht wordt naar wat 'mensen bindt, in plaats van wat hen scheidt'.
I hope you are wrapped in healing warmth and feel better soon Barbara! ♥
Thank you and I hope so too. Hugs, Barbara
That is excellent advice and I hope you are taking it. Be well, Barbara. Hugs to you.
I am trying to take care of me. Hugs, Barbara
When I saw the movie about Eva Mozes Kor, the Auschwitz survivor who has been a Mengele twin (“FORGIVING MENGELE”) and who makes a practice of forgiveness, I knew I had found someone who understands what I mean by forgiving everyone and everything…Forgiveness is not finally for the forgiven, not for the wrong-doer, whomever he or she is, but for the person who does the forgiving, for self-healing. I did not know of Kor when I wrote this poem, which you may or may not have seen on my blog, but I hope you will allow me to post it here, just for you (in case you have not seen it). I do not do a lot of self-promoting but I so love and agree with the sentiments on your blog that I think it should fit right in.
TO FORGIVE IS….
to begin
and there is so much to forgive:
for one, your parents, one and two,
out of whose dim haphazard coupling
you sprang forth roaring, indignantly alive.
For this, whatever else followed,
innocent and guilty, forgive them.
If it is day, forgive the sun
its white radiance blinding the eye;
forgive also the moon for dragging the tides,
for her secrets, her half heart of darkness;
whatever the season, forgive it its various
assaults — floods, gales, storms
of ice — and forgive its changing;
for its vanishing act, stealing what you love
and what you hate, indifferent,
forgive time; and likewise forgive its fickle
consort, memory, which fades
the photographs of all you can’t remember;
forgive forgetting, which is chaste
and kinder than you know;
forgive your age and the age you were
when happiness was afire in your blood
and joy sang hymns in the trees;
forgive, too, those trees, which have died;
and forgive death for taking them,
inexorable as God; then forgive God
His terrible grandeur, His unspeakable
Name; forgive, too, the poor devil
for a celestial fall no worse than your own.
When you have forgiven whatever is of earth,
of sky, of water, whatever is named,
whatever remains nameless,
forgive, finally, your own sorry self,
clothed in temporary flesh,
the breath and blood of you
already dying.
Dying, forgiven, now you begin.
by Pamela Spiro Wagner
Peace, Love, and Namaste back to you.
It is beautiful and I have printed. I won’t use it but I would like to be able to reread it when I need to. Thank you for sharing this with me. I had never though of forgiveness on this huge of a scale. Thank you for giving me this. I forgive all the time, but I have not ever thought of forgiveness like this. I hope we get to know each other much better. Namaste, Barbara
Me too, me too. Namaste.
Pam
Take it easy & take care of yourself Barbara.
Will keep you in my thoughts & prayers to be well.
{Hugs}
Thank you. I need it. Hugs, Barbara
Be well. Sending bright light & healing energy!
Thank you so much. Hugs, Barbara
Hugs back!!! Love …
Very important to take care of ourselves. Wishing you Barbara a restful pause, energy of healing and peace. Hugs, Ina