THE SEASON OF FORGIVENESS



IT IS THE SEASON OF FORGIVENESS.

Harry Bissoon 12/09/2022

" I take my curses back"... Langston Hughes. 


We live in structural settings, designed to regulate, guide, and point us to a way of life that is acceptable to the community in which we live.  It is not always a straight and easy path to travel, and while many of us struggle to follow the norms and rules of society, and venture out willingly, or, unwittingly, to live as we see fit, the community watches and throws stones.

 

What do we do with those who stray from these societal parameters?  Do we ostracize them, or, do we, as living, hot blooded human beings, become their brother’s keepers and strive to keep them within the folds of good society? The sheep that has gone astray should not be left alone to wander in the wilderness but be forgiven and allowed to be a part of the community. 


Societal rules, whether written, unwritten, or stipulated by religious dogma, hold the community together and provide, as many would argue, stability and respect. Should anyone stray, or wander beyond the established trodden path, he, or she, faces the full brunt of communal judgment, mockery, insult, and recriminations, even ostracization. 


Many holidays are infectious and have the uncanny attribute to reach deep within our soul, pulling at your emotional strings, to reveal characteristics that are not known outside of the realms of the holiday season. Christmas is such a holiday, with its message of hope, love, joy,  sacrifice and salvation.


The month of December brings on a feeling of unparalleled celebration and joy. Everyone, and everything, takes on a color of expectation, jubilation, and appreciation. Even the bad and ugly assumes an aura of gratitude, serenity, and forgiveness. It is a time when we should put aside petty differences and envious grudges, and become immersed in the message and significance of the season. We should open our hearts, making space for goodness, simple mercies, and positive vibrations, casting aside negative and scurrilous waves of acrimony. 


Many are those who shout from mountain tops, huffing and puffing, because of personal grudges, animosity, and vendetta. Let us reach out and forgive! Let us embrace our brothers and sisters! Let us strive for goodness, ensuring that our positive and negative vibrations are in harmony! This will not only bring personal strength but will fill our hearts with peace, harmony, and will give us the fortitude to enhance ourselves,  making all of us better human beings.


Forgiveness is the remedy for hatred, animosity, and long imbedded, acrimonious structures that continously  erodes our mental and emotional psyches. It relieves us from a long and arduous battle with ourselves, and from those whom we consider ambassadors of evil that are directed towards us. Forgiveness gives us freedom from this poisonous amoebic tarantula. 


But do we forgive and forget? In many instances Forgiveness serves as sanctimonious purification of those who have done us wrong. This is the simple beauty of the negative and positive vibrations that flow to, and from us. We are all atomic in nature, being composed of opposing energies, and an equilibrium of this energy keeps us perfectly balanced, full of love, kindness, and spirituality. Negative thoughts and actions disturbs this balance, and causes all manner of afflictions. Sending positive thoughts to those who inflict us, will hopefully restore goodness in them. Of course, there are those who will do battle with positivity and constantly remain in an unbalanced state of flux. For these, strive to correct their imbalance, always mindful of their transgressions. 


This Christmas season, and as we go forward, let us be like Langston Hughes, an American writer and poet (1902 - 1967), and many others like him, and take our curses back. Let us cover ourselves with forgiveness and celebrate the reason for Christmas.

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