It was recently shared with me how carrying around a resentment toward something, particularly toward someone, and going around with this resentment, plotting the well deserved demise of this offending person, secure in the comfort that if only they knew, or when they found out the error of their ways, and anticipating the sweetness we expect for when they get their comeuppance, and so forth, we are very much self administering poison in the hope of killing this someone else.

We know this to be true; because, the bitter comfort of our revenge and self righteous plottings offer only meager relief from the turmoil we feel and negative energy bath we take while focused on these resentments.  It feels just awful when we bask in the glow of our victim-hood, plotting revenge, brewing and ravenously consuming poisons of our own making.

As we have engaged in these pursuits, for I know I have, it is accompanied by appropriately dark moods.  Remember? 

We go around carrying these clouds of darkness as we search for others willing to agree on how sweet is taste of the poison we concoct and ingest.  We offer them a taste … and, isn’t it sweet when we find company willing to sample and share in our misery?

Ah, the vindication we feel when passing the cup of poison to willing, agreeing friends, who agree how we are a victim … 

We are a victim… of our own poison.

I have noticed in the last year, how much better it feels to take responsibility for our share of our discomfort and allow our perceived victimizer the dignity of leading their own lives as we lead ours.  If they are in fact so “wrong,” isn’t it their lesson to learn?  Who amoung us are so sin free that we are responsible to teach or punish these offenders for their ways?  Do share?

Me, I have enough to do cleaning my own house, and to share what knowledge I have with only those who are freely open to it.  And, to discover more knowledge to further my growth, inner peace, and hence my true happiness.  

This I feel is best accomplished within.  I have not always felt this way nor have I always been so peaceful as now.

What do you think?  Or should I inquire, how peaceful do you feel?

Peacefully yours,

Yucel