On Forgiveness

And would you forgive Me… if I did something wrong – knowingly or unknowingly – if I truly was sorry for it?

Why would I need to forgive you Shanti?

What wrong have you ever done – what wrong could you ever do?

But say I did – say I hurt you – knowingly or unknowingly – and you felt hurt by it… would you?

I just want to know what you’d do. 

We can’t control what happens to us but if I know – you’ll always forgive Me – I know nothing can happen to us.

If you did something to hurt me – I’d know that wasn’t you.  Because you’d never hurt me Shanti.  That’s all I have to say.

So why would I need to forgive someone who isn’t you?

Maybe, if I forgot who I was and I did something to hurt you – that would still be Me, wouldn’t it?  And I’d still need to know… I’m forgiven…

Because even if I forget who I am and am not myself and hurt you – I’d still love you.  I’d still be the one who needed to know you forgive me… that you still love Me… Then maybe, I could even remember who I really am.

And come back to you.

But how can I come back… to myself if you don’t remind Me…

If you don’t forgive… even a shadow of Me, let’s say.

How could I ever come Home to myself if I get lost in the dark, and you – don’t remind Me who I am – by loving Me? 

By… forgiving Me?

Because I’d probably not feel deserving of the Love you had to give – if I didn’t know you forgave Me first.

That is Love... in itself… if I’d done something to hurt you.

In ignorance or not…

It’s still Me… even if I’ve forgotten.

Isn’t it?

You just stared outwards with a look on your face.

I don’t know Shanti.

Where would you go and leave Me?

And you look at me with a pained look on your face…

Nowhere… if you’d always remind Me Om… by loving me… forgiving Me… reminding Me… Who I am.

That I am worthy of being forgiven…

That I am Shanti.

And I’d never ever do anything to ever hurt you Om…

Maybe I wouldn’t… at first… to see if you would.

Because what good is it… if I forgive you but you didn’t forgive yourself?

Then you’d be with the guilt forever…

Maybe I wouldn’t – so you would.

Forgive myself?

How do I do that if I’ve done something to hurt you – and can’t remember who I am?  And am a shadow of myself?

That oath you took to Me… I just know it would bring you back to Me… if you ever got lost.

Then, I’d love you.  And I’m sure one day – you’d forgive yourself.

She just nodded…

Thoughtfully.

Yes… I suppose

That would work.

To love someone… what does that mean?

I suppose it means

To be your Self with someone.

To give someone… the gift of your Self.

Because we are love…

So, when we are Our Selves with someone

We’d love.

Love them.

And… Om…

Aren’t we forgiveness?

And you stopped…

A smile creeping on your lips

Yes Shanti… we are forgiveness.

So, if I wasn’t forgiving you –

I’d not be being myself…

I wouldn’t be loving you…

And you wouldn’t find your way back to yourself…

And She gave a weak smile.

Maybe me forgiving you – would help you remember.  Then – you could forgive your Self…

Because only Love can forgive… not shadow.

Exactly.

-        Shanti

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