Repairing the Damage

Life’s song isn’t a monotone.

Repairing damage I’ve caused is like two-part harmony - I need to take this action for my own growth and well-being, and I have to acknowledge and try to mend the tear in the fabric of another’s life so that they too can move on. It’s a delicate tune, but one which has great power.

I am pretty sure that when we human beings take action to undertake accountability with another, and when we exercise the gift of forgiveness, the angels come together in holy, joyous song. We can hear it in those moments of peace and pure grace.

When I compare this feeling to the cacophonous noise that was my life, I am relieved of the pain that that racket caused me and others. I feel a sense of worth and value which had been missing. I am in that space of beautiful melody, giving me the assurance that it is always there. 

I can forget. I can get so caught up in momentary problems or the irksome behavior of myself and others, that I lose the tune or forget the words. That’s when I need to sit quietly in meditation, and remember.

Then, all I have to do is raise my voice and sing.