I need a divorce – and quickly 2
13th May 2009
Hello lovely people
When the right answers do not come, we get angry at the world, and if we are willing to take responsibility for our actions, we get angry at ourselves for being so stupid.
The next step of this completely natural process is to get depressed – depression is anger without passion. Only then do we get the courage to make the required change and get out of the relationship.
The aftermath of such an experience is often that we spend a long time in turmoil and going through all these emotions again and again. Some people never get the point, while others get the point and move on.
What is the point? It is that we go through these experiences because they are meant to teach us about ourselves. We have work or love relationships with these people because they had agreed to become our teachers. Often these decisions are meant for us to experience our dark sides – where we have to confront our own demons – and the partners in these relationships help us to do this.
When we do not understand how these experiences shape us, we get stuck in the turmoil of “how could they do that to me” or “how could I have been so stupid”.
However, when the moment of understanding happens, we feel such immense relief. That is the moment when we see the actions of the other person in perspective, not as vindictive, but rather as a means of helping us to get our own demons out in the open.
That is the moment when we grow up and experience gratitude. We can then go back to the people who have “done these things to us” and thank them for their contribution to our inner peace.
Imagine a society where we understand that all experiences are learning experiences. We are far from it yet. What we do have, is a society that seeks to blame and to place the burden of our own lack of self-insight on other people.
Of course we can allow these various emotions to get out of hand, and take some rash action. For example, there was the woman who approached the local pharmacist and asked for cyanide. “What on earth would you want to do with cyanide?” he asked.
“I want to poison my husband” she said coolly.
Of course the pharmacist was quite upset about this and made it quite clear to her that he was not going to be part of such a plot, and that he hd no intention of selling any poison to her for that purpose.
The woman then took a photograph out of her bag. It showed the pharmacist’s wife in bed with the woman’s husband.
“Now that changes the situation,” the pharmacist said. “You did not tell me that you had a prescription.”
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Love and Light
Elsabe
