In this holiday season, we are obsessed with what to give people we love. Few of us think about what we can give ourselves. So here is a suggestion. One that will not cost you anything, other than the anger you have been preciously guarding for years: Forgiveness.
Forgiveness and Throwing Hot Coals
Tibetans have a saying, “You can throw hot coals at your enemy but in the process, you’ll burn your hands.” It’s an affliction of people who suffer from righteous indignation. Something was said or done that caused you great pain. Something so egregious you can’t offer forgiveness.
Think about a memory that is still painful. A relative or friend did something that you would never do. In the movie Avalon, every year an extended family waited on Thanksgiving for one elderly couple to come before cutting the turkey. When they were two hours late for the 20th time, a decision was made to start without the couple. When they arrived, the man was outraged that the turkey had been carved without them present. After indignantly saying “You carved the turkey without me,” a number of times, he left with his wife. Never once did he acknowledge that he had any responsibility in the offensive event.
Anger and Forgiveness
You may be convinced that you bear no responsibility for an insult. Even if you are right, most likely the person did something that violated your set of standards or values, ones you believe everyone should follow. In counseling caregivers, I often heard “I wouldn’t have done that if I was her.” It’s a phrase filled with unrealistic expectations. Deep within the thought is the basis for understanding why something offensive was done: The tacit acknowledgment that you are not her. And by acknowledging the differences, you should be able to understand why the offense occurred.
When I was a bedside hospice volunteer, I saw the effects of clutching on to righteous indignation—anger. Quite often it affected the quality of a person’s life and death. One woman still felt anger over being slighted by fellow student teachers—50 years ago. A son couldn’t forgive his dying father for something the son said was offensive his father did when he was a child. Something so inconsequential the son couldn’t remember the details of the event.
Why Forgiveness is so Powerful
Forgiveness is healing to the person who you think committed the offensive and you, the offended one. Shakespeare has Portia say in the Merchant of Venice, “The quality of mercy is not strain’d. It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven upon the place beneath. It is twice blest. It blesseth him that gives and him that takes.”
So, take a moment and reflect on those who have offended you. Offer them forgiveness—whether or not you can contact them—and take an enormous weight off your shoulders. It’s a gift you can give yourself 360 days a year. Happy holidays to all.
Easier with perspective, maybe?
I try not to, but think of the careless soul/emotionally crushing events of my childhood – well, one non-event, followed by layered misunderstandings, amnesia (mine), silence and taboo, and worse: shame; yes, I tend to think that my experience was especially bad or unlucky.. not least in my unfortunate extreme shock at it.
The normal, adaptive response, might have been to run from it.. But where to go? A luckier child might have had good answers to that question, either in local relatives or gumption to get on a train or the right kind of warm/kind/totally understanding friends families..
In adulthood, my protective amnesia cleared, aided by siblings pejorative comment,, and eventually, hard-earned opportunity arose to discuss the historical; it proved impossible – soon accused of false-memory syndrome, the insult and injury to my unhealed sense of self remarkably worsened. Long story?!
Years later, I turned to a recommended therapist, one using hypnosis to help achieve in me a relaxed state, one receptive to re-evaluation of deepest distress.. Best thing I ever did. However, by this time dad had passed and mum is ill and unreceptive.. You do remind me to write to her, some kind words.
Very well said. Thank you and happy holidays to you!
Thank you Lynda. Happy holidays to you too.
Thank you!! You have no idea how much I needed to read this!!!??
Thanks for your kind words Becki. I think we all need to forgive–including those of us who write about it.