The Journey of Forgiveness by Rabbi Shefa Gold (Rosh Hashanah 5769, 2008)
The spiritual work of these awesome days is the work of forgiveness. If we want to know what forgiveness is, we might first say what it's not. Forgiving doesn't mean ignoring an injustice or letting someone treat you badly. Forgiveness is not about glossing over wrongs. Forgiveness does not equal forgetting. It is about healing the memory of the harm, not erasing it. Forgiveness is not pardoning, condoning, or excusing bad behavior: forgiveness does not remove consequences. Also we can't expect to control anyone through our forgiveness. We can't use it to force an apology, to shame them or to make them sorry. There have been times in my life when I felt betrayed, wronged, victimized and furious. I knew that I had to find a way to forgive because carrying around anger was a burden, an energy drain... and it was painful. Carrying resentment is like holding on to a red-hot rock. If you don't get rid of it, you'll be burned, scarred, and embittered. I knew that I had to find a way to forgive but I had no idea how. I made a decision to forgive and then began work on cultivating the ground that might grow that rare and precious flower of the heart. When, after a long time of spiritual effort, I finally reached inside and found forgiveness there, I was profoundly surprised and humbled. After all my will and work, it still felt like Grace. Forgiveness still felt like a Mystery, for which I was deeply grateful. Finally relieved of the burden I had carried, I looked back on the work I had done to prepare myself for this gift. My work in tilling the garden of the heart had sprouted a delicate yet resilient flower of incomparable beauty. As I reach in to my heart to breathe in the fragrance of this flower of forgiveness, I feel it would be valuable to reflect on the journey that led me to this moment of Grace.
So I let go of the NO and I just say YES. The four letter unpronounceable name of God - Yud, Hay, Vav, Hay
YES, my world is the very same wilderness, and yet I am transformed. I have become receptive to God's love in all its myriad forms- in the form of suffering, in the form of my friends who have supported me through this harrowing journey. When I say YES, when I surrender to What IS, I also open my heart to Love. I begin my practice of loving by having compassion for myself and for the life I have lived, for the suffering I have endured... V'ahavta l're'echa kamocha ...
Love your neighbor as your Self. (Leviticus 19:18) I begin my practice close to home and decide to love my Self. I make a commitment to surround myself with beauty. Then I begin to notice something amazing. The whole world is conspiring to bless me. There is love pouring in from all directions. When I become receptive... every breeze becomes a caress; the rain is a gift to make me juicy, the blue sky becomes my Tzitzit- my personal reminder of the great expanse that is beckoning. When I become receptive, I suspect every stranger just might be a messenger from Beyond. The bus driver has generously brought me to my destination. The woman at the post office blesses my package as it moves through her hands. My luggage magically appears at the very same airport where I have arrived. And literally millions of functions are functioning fairly smoothly inside my miraculous body. And from this place of heightened awareness and of blessed receptivity, I reach down into the recesses of my heart and I am amazed to find that flower of forgiveness. Its colors are soothing. Its fragrance invites a deeper breath. I sigh and relax and know that I am healing at last.
Rachmiel O'Regan can be reached by email at: CDEEP@RabbiShefaGold.com
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