tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975015505216189982.post7376533991072344367..comments2023-10-26T07:37:00.063-07:00Comments on I Love You, Currie: Currie's Gratitude 3 September 2013Currie Silverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16502798362838891569noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975015505216189982.post-9604936739420372952013-09-04T16:20:22.214-07:002013-09-04T16:20:22.214-07:00When I was "words" I immediately thought...When I was "words" I immediately thought of the written word...which I have loved since I really started reading books when I was about nine. And that's when I started writing down words, too. Words helped me sort things out--could get my feelings down on paper and afterwards or through that process it helped me to think more objectively. When I would see my anger, smallness, and self-pity right there in black and white...well, it forced me to decide to either claim it and cling to it or learn how to understand it and release it. Through words I learned that my small world was just a drop in the earth's bucket...that I was stronger than I thought...and putting my thoughts on paper truly taught me what and why and how I thought.<br /><br />I have many words over my lifetime I wish I could take back. But I always spoke the truth from where I stood and what I knew to be truth. I tried not to be cruel--but I never realized how badly I hurt some people without knowing it...and there were people who cut me to the quick knowing it. So, it all evens out in the end. I believe if you ask for forgiveness--even when you can't talk to that person anymore--but you send loving energy toward them--alive or dead, they will feel it somehow. Same with forgiving the people who hurt you, too. We all do it to each other. It's part of life down here. You do the best you can. :)Ritahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02043285884495492598noreply@blogger.com