“Every tree has got her root and every girl forbidden fruit
And has her demons.
And the path I chose to go,a different girl so long ago,I had my reasons. In all the black, in all the grief… I am redeemed.” -Charlotte Martin

Are all sins or mistakes ones from which we can gain redemption? Are there ones that are so malicious and so far-reaching; negative actions that affect so many that they are beyond the parameters of gaining any sort of redemption? Can anyone be saved or is it just not in the nature of some?

I’m inclined to think that nearly everyone can be redeemed; that everyone can change. But, let me qualify that statement with the following: everyone can change, but not everyone will. An important, albeit slight, differentiation.

There actions perpetrated by others that have caused me immense pain; that have left an indelible mark on my psyche and have colored the eras that proceeded them. I suffered painful and searing betrayal, deceit and abuse. There were years that I found myself fighting a constant inner battle to wrest control of my life from the victimizations of my past.

Like an exhausting tug of war, I strained myself for years before I gained any semblance of well-deserved peace.

And then there were my own wrongdoings. Now those were demons that required every ounce of my inner fortitude to surmount.

And it’s a process. It’s not overnight. It’s not instantaneous. It’s an arduous, ongoing, time-consuming, growth-inducing experience that involves days, weeks, months even years of your life. It’s the journey that makes the ultimate destination less and less predictable and less and less relevant.

This is what I do–literally–daily:

I look in my mirror and I imagined myself garbed in some sexy–albeit highly-effectual warrior costume composed of some mystical leather-esque material capable of deflecting deadly onslaughts from my wily, demonic enemies.

Something very Lara-Croft-meets-Keira-Knightly-in-King-Arthur.

I give myself a rallying pre-battle pep talk. It entails a list (some days I come up with longer ones than others) of my greatest attributes; of all the trying hardships that lie conquered in my past. A sort of, “Hey, Holl, you can totally do this! You’ve already been through so much more, etc. etc.”

Then I imagine myself slaying these metaphorical dragons and mounting them on the imaginary walls of the great trophy room in my mind.

A current dragon, cancer, has a place already awaiting its anticipated arrival post-battle.

This visualization makes me giggle, it ratchets up my confidence, it induces strength.

I find the process of overcoming my trials and flaws gives me perspective; it allows me the opportunity to gain forgiveness for myself and others and that–I’m discovering is the key to finding peace.

The years are great teachers, so are our enemies. Struggles and trials serve an effective, though mildly- irritating, tool for growth. And, ‘growth,’ is just another name for happiness.

So I work on redeeming myself from my past wrongs and simultaneously endeavor to offer that same courtesy to others when my human heart can. I am not always successful; in fact as I write this I’m somewhat mired in a place of mild self-criticism. But it’ll pass. I’ll work through it.

I am nothing if not resourceful and tenacious. Some call it stubborn. I call it adorable.;)

So, because I can’t over-state it, let me publish again–forever to nestle its place into the world of all things cyber:

I am a work in progress.

I’m growing increasingly more comfortable with that.:)
XOXO

hollie

“For my part I believe in the forgiveness of sin and the redemption of ignorance.” -Adlai E. Stevenson


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