Forgiveness is an Illusion of Empathy

Say the words, I forgive you. It’s easy to convince yourself that you have, because you have said it countless times before. That phrase lingers daintily after heated arguments and broken hearts.

Can you really? Is it truly possible to sit face to face with the person that has wronged, lied, hurt or done things that caused you to question your own humanity and believe it?

For most people I would say, no. In order to access these feelings, you have to have a sense of peace that mirrors a monk. Their is certainly power behind emotion that moves us in ways we don’t always understand. In order to truly forgive, you are admitting to yourself that you can live with it; the hurt and the pain without constantly mustering feelings of animosity.

We often give ourselves too much credit and hold pride in trying to be emotionally elevated. In reality, very few people are equipped to deal with the emotional maturity that it takes to forgive someone.

If the person responsible for the event evokes extreme feelings in you, it will be nearly impossible to separate them from said event. You have to make peace with the person, in light of their indiscretions to move past whatever it is that hurt you.

For example: relationships that have dealt with infidelity, tend to circle endlessly around the cheating because the jilted lover hasn’t truly forgiven the person. The actions that resulted in the confrontation are long gone, but the semblance still remains.

The pressure to move on from situations and deal with them in a timely matter is a condition of society. Holding anger in any situation too long can get you labeled bitter, petty or just incapable of letting the past go. So, in order to side step the labels most people rather pretend.

It’s easier to rise to higher elevations by faking the healing, rather than actually taking the time needed to sew up the wounds. Friends and family will undoubtedly come to give you the proverbial pat on the back for taking the high road and finally getting over it.

If forgiveness doesn’t work for you, that’s okay too. Maybe in certain situations, it’s okay to deduce that some aren’t meant to be forgiven. For everyone else, we will run the mill and before you know it, that phrase will be ready to surface again.

…Before you say those words again, have you convinced yourself?

This post originally appeared on Medium


Not as simple as the mornings past,
quiet as the minds delay.
It never seems to come so fast,
when you patiently wait for the day.

Stagnant, the wind will clear,
only deciding what fate will know
Hearts are often prisoners of fear,
gently gearing to reap what they sow.

Confused why this is what we have to bear,
forthcoming when the air is its calmest.
Anticipation is bright in a section of his glare,
beckoning the one to gaze up on it.

Romance of the Soul

It is amazing that when we think of love, the first thing that pops into our mind is romance. The romance factor can almost seem more important than the actual meaning.

A person can give themselves a new meaning to life with love. Love is much deeper than romance. It is an unwavering support to your being that is unlike any other.

It is greater than lust, more powerful than infatuation and more settling than romance.

It is a true bond between two people. Sharing the forbidden emotions that stem beyond the surface, scratching it deeply to see what more lies beneath.

Letting go of your fears to the one who understands what it means to be fearful. Sharing your doubts about existence with the one who truly has lost their way at some point.

Feeling safe within the arms of the one who will fight for you. The clear understanding that when you share this information it is evident that it fell upon the right ears, not the selfish ones.

Is this your soulmate? Perhaps you have traveled through the centuries- scouting each other. Each one picking up where the other left off. Possibilities do say that when you finally meet them again you unleash your lifetime of hurt within their arms and prepare to walk down the narrow road together.

Sure, that what is next will make you stronger than individuals but as one.




Creativity is a source that is strictly derived from life,

finding each day as a sculpture or a mold of a personality behind reactionary experiences.

creations of storms or beautiful streams of consciousness.

Representations of these elated versions bleed from us daily,

from the spoken word, the cloth we bare to the culture we encompass.

Fostering a sense of belonging to which we have arrived,

stemming from enlightenment of ideas long passed

heightened by the surrounding culture left to absorb.

Manufacturing a voice that has come into its own,

graciously awaiting to commandeer our own personal art.

Only Content

It is content with only one purpose.

To deny the barrels of truth

engaging all emotions as one entity

commanding to encompass your existence.

Breaking the shell around your teetering thoughts

silently stalking, to pounce your nerves

finding the line to which you might break.

Stealing kisses to tears that will fall

discovering no end it is prepared to speak

blindly following for a treasure unknown.

Alive when only, a love is there to feel

a context to the depths of your passion

wrapped gently around your beating heart.