In terms of loving others it is a hard thing to do, until one can truly love oneself. Loving oneself is easier said than done for it involve a deep understanding of oneself and ones motivations. It is through this that forgiveness and self love arises. Releasing expectations (perfect Ideals) about ones self and others is key to self love, for the Ideals only serve to keep us in a state of feeling invalidated and not good enough and often we create people in our live that reflect this back to us. The body when injured always attempts to heal itself. So to, with us as spirit, and what we create. If we view our creations in life as a reflection showing us what we believe deep inside about our selves and life, everything in life and each experience becomes an opportunity for healing change and growth. Hence my admonition in my earlier posts about taking responsibility for what we create in life.
Quoting: seeker2 This was one of my greatest and most difficult lessons I learned from my readings of Christ. I remember this very thought coming to me and providing me with a path to a healthier life and outlook. I built a foundation, but my focus was fleeting as the wind. My wings were not fully developed, my eyes were young, and the answers I had for spirituality did little to solve my lack of connection to myself. To be or not to be . . . knowing was only half the battle. I fought against myself and bitterly lost myself in order to gain myself. It started with simplicity, the plot thickened, and it ended in a simple silence and calm understanding.
Yes, it is a choice and I have chosen unity instead of disparity. I have chosen love instead of hate. I have chosen patience instead of anger. I have chosen life instead of death. I have taken the nails out and found hope and it is not lacking. I have not come with a sword, but a plow. I do not seek discord or strife, nor worship or even a pedestal. I have cast my ideals away and my voice does not thunder for attention, but groans for freedom. I am you and you are me. I am the still small voice and I hold the truth in neither one of my hands. The truth is in you as it is in me. I am the door and you are the key. The choice begins with a knock and ends with the knock of the heart beat.
I have found the way home.
The truth is the only enemy we have is the one we create. There is no limitation to forgiveness, but it is more than forgiveness. It is the focus we have, the discipline we have not to teach others but to be silent enough to listen.
