I spent so much time upset about my neighbours’ rudeness, about intolerance and casteism, about rape and brutalities, about garbage disposal failure and cultural mean- nesses. Till God shoved me against the Wall and asked me for the nth time to forgive. To be good to those around me. Even myself.
So took out my broom and rinsed scraped- swept out my life ; now I stand horrified at the Unforgiven places of my life. How I never forgive, how I have played host to people I cannot say ” NO ” to, what a people pleaser I have been my entire life ! I saw that, and could never forgive, even myself.
Have you been there ? Oh just get out, get a life, no one asks us to serve life sentences like that. Some may ask, what this watercolour painting has to do with this post ? I have no idea. It just went together – belongs to a watercolour series ( sold) called Seasons of the soul..