Why do we who are without exception immersed in spiritual world, in spirituality, not see the fact? And yet it is so, we are. Everything around us and in us is and expression of love.
A way, a quick route there is forgiving. Forgive everybody, I mean everybody, and make it as complete and absolute as it gets. Be a machine of forgiving. (Don't just read this, do it. Do not make a feeble attempt, a try; d-o i-t. Become an engine of forgiving. Just practice.)
You will see that advanced stages of this practice merge, as it were, with other things, like withdrawing demands, compassion, love, understanding, will. It is a practice, and therefore highly individual, and there is not much to explain, although it doesn't hurt to know it will bring a sense of liberation, a redeeming element, with it. It is diving deeper and deeper and discovering these things on your own.
[I heard the above advice before, of course, but somehow I have managed to leave it untouched and I only scratched the surface, finding that with some persons I am not offended and there is seemingly nothing to forgive, and that with others it is simply impossible to follow the advice of forgving (for me, of course ... perhaps others can make it?). Now I think that many people really only scratch the surface like I did, and rare others discover this highway to heaven.]
As one dives deeper into pain, fear, suffering, they dissolve, one's movement is freed from impediments, one begins to swim more freely. Oh, spiritual advice shouted to one's ears, for some strange reason chosen to be ignored repeatedly in the past. Discovery that one is utterly dense is surely on its way too ...
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