You must never allow something that happened to you to become a morbidly treasured heirloom that you carry, show people, put back in its black velvet pouch and then tuck back into your jacket where you can keep it close to your heart.”
~Augusten Burroughs
Same topic. Wounded-ness. Forgiveness. Healing.
Seems to be in the air these days.
Everyone’s got an axe to grind.
What if one day you took that pouch out of your jacket pocket and diamonds spilled out instead?
How could you tell your sad little story when all you held in your hands were…diamonds? Not your morbid heirlooms, just beautiful crystals forged under pressure from the blackest of coal.
What if your heart had transmuted your sad stories into diamonds through the alchemy of forgiveness?
What if we all refused to enable each other’s wounds?
Because we were so dazzled by the diamonds we found there, in our pockets. We could finally see our stories transformed into the gems they really are.
THAT is the power of forgiveness my loves.
Let’s all make diamonds…
Xox
What are you going to take out of the black velvet pouch and turn into a diamond today? Tell me about it?
