Today I experienced an actual breakthrough in what has up until now been a rather elusive thing for me. I do struggle with letting go of past grievances from my childhood particularly, but now I think I understand why it’s been so hard for me.

There is an element of testimony to a grievance. A feeling that if it’s been pardoned, then it’s been forgotten and it’s as if that life experience no longer exists.

But now I know that’s actually a furphy. Forgiving doesn’t mean forgetting. What it does mean is letting go.

Letting go of what traps you and keeps you bound to the past.

The past is exactly that, a memory.

Ultimately it’s an act of freedom for yourself.