I had occasion recently to talk with someone whose actions had once caused me a good deal of pain. I was asked, in the light of later maturity, if I could ever forgive them.
I found that I could not.
I could not forgive because I had never really blamed. I cannot blame what I can understand. That does not mean that I condone, accept or agree with harmful actions. It simply means that if I can see why it was, for that person and at that moment, the only thing they felt they could do, I cannot truly blame. If I were them, I would be in their shoes at that moment and would I have acted any differently? Probably not.
It is something none of us can know. We will never be in their precise position and can only hope that if we were in a similar situation, we would do otherwise. That does not make any of us better than another, or any more likely to take the best course instead of a reactive one. It just means that we approach each moment with a different arsenal of experience with which to make our own choices… and our own mistakes.
“I forgive you.”
The word sounds like the giving of a gift, doesn’t it? In some respects, that is true. But what exactly are we giving… and to whom? A full pardon for an offence? An assurance that we will put the memory of that offence behind us? Or a complete forgetting of all that the offence engendered? Whatever those words mean for each of us, the simple fact of choosing to forgive implies that we feel a wrong was done and that some aspect of that injury remains. If not, there would be nothing to forgive.
By offering forgiveness, there is also an implication there has been an admission of guilt… a mutual accord that wrong has been given and received.
Is it even humanly possible to choose true forgiveness and forgetting in a single moment? To wipe the slate clean with three words, leaving no trace of hurt, resentment or guilt? I don’t think it is. We may be able to maintain an attitude of forgiveness and genuinely act from the heart, as if it were true, but all hurts take time to heal and memories need time to fade.
The only way I have found to really forgive a perceived injury is to change my own relationship to it. Sometimes a little human understanding is enough and the old platitudes about ‘walking a mile in their shoes’ and ‘there but for the grace of God, go I’ can be enough to create that change. Many injuries are not what we feel them to be but have their cause rooted somewhere beyond the obvious.
Sometimes the change may come with a flash of understanding sparked from an outside source, like the words of a friend or a chance phrase you have read. Most of the time, though, you have to dig deeper, realising that in hanging onto your resentment, the only person who is suffering may be yourself.
We learn such a lot through our interactions with each other. When someone has harmed us in any way, we will, in an ideal world, learn from that experience and not allow ourselves to be in that position again. In reality, we tend to meet variants of these same situations over and over again, each of them dressed differently so that we are fooled into thinking them something new. It is only in looking closer that we see a common thread…and that thread may be traced back through the labyrinth to its source, which is often some aspect of our own personality.
That is not to say that we are to blame for the actions of others, but it is we ourselves who open the doors of experience and any repeating pattern holds a clue to who we are, how we show ourselves to the world and how others will see us… including those who would hurt us.
Learning to really understand ourselves and what is behind our actions can be one of the most difficult tasks we can undertake…and the most rewarding. Systems such as the one we use in the Silent Eye can help give a structure to that quest and hold up a mirror in which we can begin to see ourselves more clearly, identifying the cracks and vulnerable spots in our characters and emotions and allowing us to address them. There is no blame where there is understanding…and the empathy and compassion that leads to real forgiveness must start with ourselves.
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Another deep and thoughtful post, Sue.
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Thanks, Robbie.
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I understand you completely, Sue, for there have been many people I should hate for the terrible things said or done, but that only prolongs the pain. I cannot forgive, for that would mean acceptance, but to understand means I can move on…
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Perhaps understanding surpasses forgiveness.
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I think it does. Renders it unnecessary…
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Thanks for sharing, Jaye x
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A very thoughtful post, Sue. It has made me think about what forgiveness really means.
As you say, is it forgetting the hurt? Is it remembering something that can never be truly forgotten, but carrying on as normal with that person? I think it’s letting go of the resentment and antipathy generated by the hurt.
That is the difficult part. Hanging on to such thoughts does more harm than good to the individual. More harm than to the perpetrator of the hurt.
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I do think that by holding on to the hurt and resentment, we harm only ourselves.
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Excellent post! More than forgiveness we need understanding in order to forgive.
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Understanding makes it impossible to hate a person, only a deed.
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Excellent Sue. I think forgiveness is for ourselves to satisfy our own peace of mind. Also, forgiving does not mean forgetting, ❤
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No, but it does mean letting go. ❤
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And peace of mind ❤
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❤
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