I turned 47 last month. The cherry blossoms have already fallen in Japan, and spring is slowly approaching in Finland.
Someone said recently that Finnish spring time is like autumn coming once again. Snow is gone already and the salty sand spread on roads during winter is causing sandstorm like conditions. Nobody would call this – whatever this is – winter, but green is still nowhere to be seen.
I have been thinking about interpersonal relationships a lot lately. It seems to happen every now and then that someone close to us ends up hurting our feelings.
I am strong believer in calm negotiation over loud argument. But emotions get heated sometimes and we humans are inherently flawed in the way how we experience life subjectively, it sometimes cannot be helped.
One thing that I have always noticed, although not being able to admit, is that almost always those people whose words feel like fiery meteorites falling from sky, are in fact right, at least about some things they say. There is always some percentage of truth. This is not to mean that their hurtful action or behavior would be something to be agreed on but still, it is rare that all what they say would be nonsense. Well, I am putting world-leaders aside here.
I am still very much learning and 47 is not much of an age to brag about but I have theory.
I think agreeing to the fact that :
1. The people who hurt us are not wrong about everything.
2. The something they say might give us a clue for our own self knowledge
could lead us into forgiveness and finding peace within us.
I love Buddhism in the sense that it accepts that there are no absolutes and everyone has a seed of good in us when we are born.
Life is much nicer experience when we don’t have to carry the burden of hatred within our hearts.
