When you forgive, it’s you whose life improves.
Making good on my promise to set my daily intention to forgive all involved in my son’s case, I started to send an “I forgive you” thought every time I felt “attacked.”
I was shocked to discover how often these “attack” feelings occurred. In my evening walk around South Pointe, I started to think “I forgive you” every time something didn’t “meet my standards:” a t-shirt I found ugly, an outfit I thought didn’t fit the body type of the person wearing it, a gust of wind that disturbed my scarf.
I realized that by feeling “attacked” and, at times, “offended” by those things or people, I was claiming my seat as the victim, weaponizing others and the world against myself.
In such a circumstance, there can’t be peace.
The moment I started forgiving everything and everyone around me, I exited victimhood. My view of the universe seemed to expand, and I felt myself leveling with the rest of the world: I was no less and no more than anyone else.
I realized that feeling anything about other people’s choices was ludicrous. That t-shirt? I didn’t need to find it nice in order to be at peace––it had nothing to do with me, so I didn’t need to give it any meaning.
That decision I made long ago that brought me here? I didn’t need to rate it based on its outcome––things that already happened won’t change no matter what I think they meant.
When I started to forgive, judging others or the world stopped making sense. I understood that I exist in a world that means nothing. A world where a tree is just a tree.
I call that peace.
How will forgiving everyone and everything free you?
Love,
Carolina
Carolina Perez Sanz 