Opening Wounds
Opening Wounds
Well, it's clear that I have many lessons to learn this coming year. I'm glad that my heart is open to the possibility of learning every day. When I look around me I see change everywhere. Trees have shed their leaves. Grass is brown. Flowers that were once my prize possessions lay dormant for the winter. Nothing in nature is resistant to the inevitable, and yet our hearts as humans are the hardest to change.
Your boss says, "We are implementing a new change in the office!" and though it may be for everyone's good, your first response is, oh geez. Resistance to change is in our DNA, yet we must change to survive, otherwise life will go on without us.
Sometimes we go on without other in our lives for whatever reason--sometimes the right reasons and sometimes the wrong. Whatever those reasons may be, we must be very careful and sensitive to what we do and say to others (mutual friends), or post on Facebook that might open wounds that others are trying hard to heal.
I have to say, I'm sorry, if through my expression of sharing my life that I have hurt anyone or opened his/her wounds by recounting a story without thinking that he/she may have wanted to put to rest. Please accept my apology.
I want to thank a particular angel from my past life in Asia for helping me learn that lesson.
Well, it's clear that I have many lessons to learn this coming year. I'm glad that my heart is open to the possibility of learning every day. When I look around me I see change everywhere. Trees have shed their leaves. Grass is brown. Flowers that were once my prize possessions lay dormant for the winter. Nothing in nature is resistant to the inevitable, and yet our hearts as humans are the hardest to change.
Your boss says, "We are implementing a new change in the office!" and though it may be for everyone's good, your first response is, oh geez. Resistance to change is in our DNA, yet we must change to survive, otherwise life will go on without us.
Sometimes we go on without other in our lives for whatever reason--sometimes the right reasons and sometimes the wrong. Whatever those reasons may be, we must be very careful and sensitive to what we do and say to others (mutual friends), or post on Facebook that might open wounds that others are trying hard to heal.
I have to say, I'm sorry, if through my expression of sharing my life that I have hurt anyone or opened his/her wounds by recounting a story without thinking that he/she may have wanted to put to rest. Please accept my apology.
I want to thank a particular angel from my past life in Asia for helping me learn that lesson.



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