It's toughest to forgive ourselves. So it's probably best to start with other people.
Patty Duke
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Hello George
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So many things to be grateful for. So many things to forgive. So many things to regret. So many things to apologize for.
The fact thet human beings don't get things right all the time creates a lot of dust and garbage that either has to be cleaned up or else forgotten about. It gets forgotten because we often can't find or even remember some of the people that we should apologize to. We just have to hope that we have been forgiven or perhaps forgotten.
Forgiveness is another matter. We generally remember those we think have done us wrong, and we have to look at ourselves to see how much resentment we still hold for those people. We can say in our thoughts that we forgive them, but do we really. Forgiveness is a tough one.
Some people hold on to resentment their whole lives and allow it to become a parasite chewing on happiness. As hard as it is forgiveness is the only antidote to resentment. There is no peace of mind without it.
And that brings up the subject of self forgiveness. Most of us harbor regrets, some of them major, which need to be expunged from our lives if we don't want to invite the parasites in to gnaw. I have recently discovered that I can forgive others for things that I find it almost impossible to forgive myself for. But regrets are even tastier meat for the parasites than resentment. So get busy. Roll up your sleeves and plunge your hands into the hot dirty water of regrets and clean out the garbage.
DB - Vagabond Journeys
Never give up.
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Friday, May 18, 2012
Sunday, March 18, 2012
The Strong Ones
Some people strengthen society just by being the kind of people they are.
John Gardner
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Hello Jen
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Doing the right thing by someone they've badly hurt is beyond the ability of drug users..
To man up or woman up to take joyous responsibility for the society they live in is beyond the ability of the sluggards of the world.
To provide genuine welfare for the society they live in is impossible for the sub-human parasites of life.
To feed the hungry, heal the sick and help the poor is out of bounds for the stupid.
To face the challenge of doing an honest day's work is anathema to the crooked.
And to rely on the gratification of the senses to solve the difficult problems of living is prurient, self righteous suicide.
In a flippant mood I've said that there are two kinds of people in the world: those who leave a mess and those who clean it up. Maybe, since I just had another birthday, I am finally becoming an old curmudgeon. I don't think so though. I'm not running out of compassion, I'm just running out of patience. The worst and most difficult kind of mess to clean up is one who has made a mess out of their lives. If someone wants to really be a member of the low life, antisocial, human trash, let them. And if someone really wants to ally themselves with those weaklings, let them. Who am I to try to take a mop to those unfortunate souls?
I want to continue to be the kind of man who can strengthen society in whatever way I can, which in these days is fairly limited to Vagabond Journeys. And I want to continue to admire and support others who are doing the same strengthening.
I have no patience with the selfish, self serving, self gratifying, self indulgent wastes who seem to people the planet. If someone wants to grow up to be a perpetual adolescent, with no purpose except self destructive behavior and no strength of character what can one person do except to keep pointing out the way and preaching the sermon to those who aren't listening One can always hope that an awaking will come. But for some hopeless people the awakening comes too late in life. Then there is desperation, a fear so deep and suffocating it kills.
Fortunately for us who live there are people who keep civilization from toppling just by nature of who they are. I wish to know only those people and to be one of them in my humble way.
DB - Vagabond Journeys
Never Give Up
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John Gardner
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Hello Jen
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Doing the right thing by someone they've badly hurt is beyond the ability of drug users..
To man up or woman up to take joyous responsibility for the society they live in is beyond the ability of the sluggards of the world.
To provide genuine welfare for the society they live in is impossible for the sub-human parasites of life.
To feed the hungry, heal the sick and help the poor is out of bounds for the stupid.
To face the challenge of doing an honest day's work is anathema to the crooked.
And to rely on the gratification of the senses to solve the difficult problems of living is prurient, self righteous suicide.
In a flippant mood I've said that there are two kinds of people in the world: those who leave a mess and those who clean it up. Maybe, since I just had another birthday, I am finally becoming an old curmudgeon. I don't think so though. I'm not running out of compassion, I'm just running out of patience. The worst and most difficult kind of mess to clean up is one who has made a mess out of their lives. If someone wants to really be a member of the low life, antisocial, human trash, let them. And if someone really wants to ally themselves with those weaklings, let them. Who am I to try to take a mop to those unfortunate souls?
I want to continue to be the kind of man who can strengthen society in whatever way I can, which in these days is fairly limited to Vagabond Journeys. And I want to continue to admire and support others who are doing the same strengthening.
I have no patience with the selfish, self serving, self gratifying, self indulgent wastes who seem to people the planet. If someone wants to grow up to be a perpetual adolescent, with no purpose except self destructive behavior and no strength of character what can one person do except to keep pointing out the way and preaching the sermon to those who aren't listening One can always hope that an awaking will come. But for some hopeless people the awakening comes too late in life. Then there is desperation, a fear so deep and suffocating it kills.
Fortunately for us who live there are people who keep civilization from toppling just by nature of who they are. I wish to know only those people and to be one of them in my humble way.
DB - Vagabond Journeys
Never Give Up
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