Flying Soul

Flying soul The more grudge to keep, the more heavy A soul would be: Useless broken wing. Is it possible to forgive others? But how to forgive others if we don't forgive self? It takes time and is hard, so hard that we can hear own voice scorning: 'Why? How could I act so stupidly? ' But there are lucky times when we can find an answer: We all do mistakes maybe we needed to learn something about ourselves. We may be anger filled... What helps us to get rid of anger? We could try to focus on a beautiful thing. Most simple, like the color of the sweater or a smartly tied shoelace. The ceilings, or the floor, a tune or a word.. It wanders a big part of anger away. For the big hurt takes more time and effort way harder, but it is not impossible. A long craddle into the arms of nature, Sitting on the grass under a tree watching a river, or the ocean may take the grudge far into the horizon Such may be a best healing medication. Trying to connect, once, I could hear whispers: 'I forgive you humans everyday, how could you do the otherwise? Forgive yourself! ' Of course we can't forgive everything all the time but when Able to forgive myself, Huge happiness fills the void. No heavy pain and useful again: The wings of my soul.