Somehow I stumbled on this discussion again (I think someone may have commented and I was notified) and I thank God I did.
The notion of "universal love" and wounds is something that still tortures me. I have no love in my heart right now; I have only pain. I re-read Pancho's comment about "once we are wounded something miraculous begins to happen" et voia! For the first time my mind did NOT automatically begin to close. Of course I couldn't finish reading it, but I have copied it and will attempt to, bit by bit.
I will still say that I do not believe people do not try to wound you. Many people want nothing more than to hurt you. So that's something I still don't agree with or understand. I grew up with a family of hateful individuals who lash out and hurt anyone they can. It's their sole pleasure in life, sometimes. So I know first hand that sadists do exist. And I refuse to be their victim, but that doesn't mean that I'm not still bleeding.
But it's time for me to re-read Pancho's treatise on love and wounding and hopefully healing. Thank you so much to the latest commentor who miraculously brought me here, when I needed it most. Now THAT'S something I can agree with!
On Mar 7, 2014 Catherine Todd wrote :
Somehow I stumbled on this discussion again (I think someone may have commented and I was notified) and I thank God I did.
The notion of "universal love" and wounds is something that still tortures me. I have no love in my heart right now; I have only pain. I re-read Pancho's comment about "once we are wounded something miraculous begins to happen" et voia! For the first time my mind did NOT automatically begin to close. Of course I couldn't finish reading it, but I have copied it and will attempt to, bit by bit.
I will still say that I do not believe people do not try to wound you. Many people want nothing more than to hurt you. So that's something I still don't agree with or understand. I grew up with a family of hateful individuals who lash out and hurt anyone they can. It's their sole pleasure in life, sometimes. So I know first hand that sadists do exist. And I refuse to be their victim, but that doesn't mean that I'm not still bleeding.
But it's time for me to re-read Pancho's treatise on love and wounding and hopefully healing. Thank you so much to the latest commentor who miraculously brought me here, when I needed it most. Now THAT'S something I can agree with!