Okay, so maybe I was not perfect this week. Pretty good at work, but a bit on the grouchy side with my husband [sorry Joe]. I think something I was worried about spilled over into the home front. We talked it out, and all is good now. I’m reminded of the importance of repair. If I’ve done something thoughtless, it’s easier to allow time and distance to heal rather than having those difficult conversations. But in the spirit of Karmic correctness, it’s always better to face up to those times when we have faltered.
I heard the expression “I’m fixing my Karma” the other day, and loved it because it makes the assumption we are all works in progress. Walking, running, stumbling, and then getting back up again, dusting off, and trying to find our stride. I want to work not just on forgiveness for others, but also forgiveness for myself.
Each day, we all do our best. Perhaps that’s more than enough.
Warm regards,
Belinda Seagram, Ph.D., R. Psych.
Executive Director, Landing Strong
