I’ve decided to forego the introduction to Thirty Days of Forgiveness and cut to the chase for the rest of the practice. If you just got here you can check out the explanation on my Oct. 27th post.
What must die?
Joining in the collective complaining just to be part of the conversation.
If to forgive is to love, am I ready to love?
The Universe needs something better from me.
What pain must I face?
It didn’t help me belong. It didn’t make me appear relevant or well-informed. It didn’t win me any points for being insightful or delightful. It just made people feel like crap, including me, and taught people that I couldn’t be trusted.
Can I own this publicly?