Righting the Harm

 I think the title is misleading. How can a harm be “righted”? At best, it can only be acknowledged and and atoned for. The is no “undo” button on history. I can’t edit it or rewrite it to make myself into the heroine of my own story. No one can.

What I can do is to make myself aware of where I erred, and quit making the same mistakes. I can - and must - make amends wherever possible, and to accept and let go of what I can’t. Some people have cut themselves out of my life and won’t hear me. Some I have lost track of. Some have died. Those situations don’t have to stop me in my tracks - this is where I engage in ‘living amends’ by being as available as I am able to anyone who has been hurt in ways I recognize.

I owe it to myself and to my recovery to, as Ram Dass said, “Love, serve, and remember God”.

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