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Forgive / Forgiveness, Healing & Freedom

One of the most loving things we can do for others & ourselves in this lifetime is to practice forgiveness.

The term “practice forgiveness”, is to do it in the best way we know how. We may not do it “perfectly” hence the word practice. Yet to try brings value to not just the other person, but to ourselves, for it is a scrubbing of our spirit that washes us clean of negative emotions.

When we feel injured or find fault with another persons actions or decisions, judgements can form, and resentments can grow. These can cloud our vision and quite literally take up space in both our minds and our bodies. The injury we feel can cause anger, and the negative emotions can make our jaw clench & tighten, and our blood boil. These negative emotions can move into the body, much like a person moves into a house, and not leave. They act up, behaving like the very worst tenants ever, wrecking havoc in the home that is our body.

This can result in “dis-ease” of the body and soul, and will manifest itself in a variety of illness. We can feel fatigue, headaches, and sore muscles. The longer these emotions “live inside of us”, can cause future pains and be deadly in the long run.

The act of forgiveness is both a mental & emotional one, setting the other person free of any feelings that we, ourselves harbor. When we practice forgiveness, we are stripping the soul free, and letting these emotions move on out & through our bodies. The emotions take with them the baggage of negativity we held on to, thus lightening our mental and physical loads. This allows us to see things in a different way, and to focus on what that really matters.

We, ourselves, & our own lives matter. By practicing forgiveness, we are truly loving ourselves. It may take a lifetime of “practice”, but can be worth the freedom and peace of mind.

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