I think of myself as a pretty positive kind of person. I make it a point to focus on what, to me, is going “right” in a situation.
If the cake I bake falls, I remind myself that it still tastes good. If I have to spend an afternoon with someone who usually annoys me, I try to find something about the visit that I can genuinely appreciate.
(Okay, I’ll admit it. This is an intention and not always the way it plays out.)
Pretty much every one of us has some (or many) old wounds that we carry around. Long ago, or more recently, we were “wronged” or hurt in some way and we just can’t seem to get over it.
Forgiveness is one very effective and powerful way to heal those wounds…or so we’ve probably been told.
The trouble with forgiveness is it is such a loaded concept!
There’s a definite connotation that posits forgiveness as the “right” or compassionate thing to do for another person. Religious teachings might have helped cement this self-less understanding of forgiving in your mind; they have for me.
