Shame, guilt, and remorse rob joy. If only I could muster a little faith to trust that pain bestowed by others upon me or my pain on them derived from pain.

I forgive, and I ask for forgiveness. I know none other but to seek relief from the spirits of those that came before me…my ancestors…they are the wind to my back.

I no longer have to struggle. I don’t have to suffer. I can pick up the spiritual tool kit and be joyful with cheer.

I choose to move forward and give myself a chance to live my best life. I hope to pass the joy to someone who might be indecisive about the blame for the pain because, over time, it will not matter.

IT IS NOTHING BUT PURE JOY when I am willing to move forward and release myself and others from whatever robs me.