barbara, in a strawberry đ sweater,
at Cathy Richardsonâs Christmas party,
Barbara, put her right leg on my chest and
spoke, I looked
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I so love,
but, but, you
never, ever
loved
in August, 1980
we were engaged, but you had doubts: I was divorced; 5 years younger than you; you had systemic lupus…
so when Seanâs, your nephewâs christening came in august, you disinvited me…
so I ran, thinking, it was over- you and me …
but then you showed at my McGraw Avenue flat and came in,
you opened yourself, I accepted
and all ended
family, Tampa
to forgive,
https://www.npr.org/2021/08/16/1028241903/bob-dylan-sued-alleged-1965-sexual-abuse
the essential question: where, when, does forgiveness begin? And when is an offended, hurt person to let go – let go of hurts, to forgive, even if they are never asked or approached by the offender?
I, sadly, have had many people hurt me and never asked for anything, any forgiving, from myself: spouses; pastors; friends; family … in sorrows, it is a long line. And I am on it with at least one person I hurt horribly.
So, where and when does forgiveness begins?
I personally believe the desire for forgiveness only stops when the offending person makes amends, approaches and asks the hurting party if they can speak together, listen together. Forgive face to face; heart to heart.
They may not be able to ‘ make it right’ but they can in ‘humility’ the offender can listen and ask for forgiveness.
This âhow to’ stance of listening and being humble is an essential first step.
This is the Lordâs Prayer,
I see the Lord’s Prayer shows this step, forgive as you desire to be forgiven
I believe that if another comes to me, makes the step, to say I have hurt them; then I listen and try to ask for forgiveness as much as I can ‘amend’- but they have to come.
I have tired to find the person I failed but have not been able too. But I will keep stepping; trying; praying.
And if those who hurt me never come? Daily, moment by moment, I forgive them. By name… prayerfully
And writing about it
, helps
so,
you knew I was never, ever…
loved, by a mother who gave me up at birth,
by a father, as i rescued him at death, who said âI love be youâ as a brother, and sister, never asked, ( but they were both silent: silence is their weapon )
so, twin brother, sister, you lived, as I ..,
healings
21 âBut if a wicked person turns away from all the sins they have committed and keeps all my decrees and does what is just and right, that person will surely live; they will not die.
Ezekiel 18: 21
with much love, I consider how I have not, not ever been able to heal
myself, or another
my hands, my fingers, were too short to reach the deepest, bloodiest of hurts
my heart was too impulsive, too emotional, to hold another within moments
my eyes, too weak, blind really to see the whole of others
my ears too full to hear
my only hope is in my washing myself in his word; so I can feel, be cleansed of sins
wash; wash, cleansed for a moment, a healing, a first healing
life,
from Poetry magazine
âAshley M. Jones is interested in the way that poetry can bring loved ones back to life.â I am interested in the ways poetry can bury once loved ones without living memory.
as I sit …
some concepts, in coming out from COVID
Empathize, but don’t overshare
Rezaian says even his dramatic story of imprisonment tended to bore people.
While he admits itâs a bit harsh, he says nobody is all that interested in your tales of isolation, since we all have our own. But it is a good time to listen to those who need to talk, who have lost loved ones or suffered in other ways.
Respect boundaries
Many people are still getting comfortable with physical contact after months without it, and not everyone is equally ready to get up close and personal with others. It may not be a bad idea to keep your hands in your pockets for a few months, Rezaian says.
Embrace the change
Be aware that weâve all changed, whether consciously or not. Not everything will return to the way it was before, he adds, so have patience with yourself and others. For all we know, some of these changes may actually be improvements.
a 70 age, plus, woman
does not desire to …
cook anymore, even for herself ( but )
maybe for her grandchildren
does not desire an intimate touch, from a
living, or even in her dreams a
quite ashes dead husband, in a bustelo coffee can,
she desires a short hair cut ( no more lengths, curls )
a maid
a person ( husband or friend who listens to her concerning why â the kids never callâ )
she does not desire…
