“If you and I are having a single thought of violence or hatred against anyone in the world at this moment, we are contributing to the wounding of the world.”
~ Deepak Chopra
Like most people, I’ve been known to mutter things like, “I hate that!”, and I suppose maybe there are some things that I really do hate. But I was brought up to believe that, unlike some things, all people are worthy of better things, and it is never okay to “hate” a person. And for the past fifty years, it seems I’ve managed to heed that admonishment pretty well. But it’s bothersome to me that after those fifty years of seeing the good in people and trying to understand why it is that they do what they do, my first real foray close into the feeling of hatred might be with a relative—and I’m pretty sure it’s not supposed to be that way.
It’s time for me to do some soul searching and remember what’s really important. My mom was right about most everything she taught me growing up, so it seems reasonable she was right about this, too. If so, then everyone—even those being the most hurtful and selfish—are worthy of at least our forgiveness. I’m a long way from that right now, but I know that I don’t wan to be responsible in even the smallest way for contributing to the wounding of our world, so I will have to find a way to let go. No doubt this is easier said than done, but perhaps saying it is the necessary first step to stop wounding and start healing.