The Prayer Altar
There are always memories that burn the heart. The only thing to do is take them to the prayer altar and do with them what you will. If you cringe at the thought of prayer because of discomfort for whatever reason, think of prayer being the quiet internal place when your heart is allowed to grieve unashamedly. No look at the bright side talk allowed at the prayer altar. It is the private place where you are with what you think highest and best in Mind and come naked to it with whatever justifications you require.
Forgiveness is easy when memory fails or the heart stops caring. Forgetting also comes easily to some. It is somewhat a matter of genes and brain power, whether sufficient or insufficient. When intelligence and sensitivity allow memories to live on, it is hard to forget. It is not always a matter of will.
We assume that forgiveness means that the times will be forgotten. But when the times are entwined with memories that you wish to keep alive, it becomes impossible to forget. And when there are children involved, we know that children are aware of events because their questions are on target. Foolish are the adults who think that only what they wish to be known is what others know. Children intuitively connect the dots and others, not emotionally involved see events in bas relief.
The past, the present and our futures are connected. The lines are not straight but wiggle and connect various aspects of our histories. In dismissing one aspect or set of memories, we must be sensitive to other portions we wish to keep close at heart. There will be those jewels of our past we hold alive in us, polished by the many times we bring them to mind and the arteries within us all that connect our hearts. These connections are ours forever. They are eternal.
Art by Claudia Hallissey