On Yom Kippur I took my morning yoga class and we discussed the holiday before and after class. I left with the thought “Forgive the Unforgivable” resonating and went with the first thing that came into my head. Not knowing how my olive branch would be received I went right ahead and extended it anyway. The response was quick and appreciative. I was rewarded for putting myself out there but it wasn’t that much of a risk really because I’d made up my mind that unconditional forgiveness means UNCONDITIONAL FORGIVENESS. (period) there are no “but’s”, not a one.
Today I had a long conversation with the person with whom I’ve reconciled and I feel good that the channels of communication are open once again because I was learning things from this person; things about myself and about other people. And I missed those opportunities to have the kind of heart to heart conversations we’d often have.