I met up with a friend yesterday, for lunch. We used to be very close, but went through some traumatic times. It sometimes feels that the only way to break free of the pain of the memories is not to meet, lest the inevitable conversation recommences and we reawaken the old energy. Perhaps it was fortunate that she brought a friend with her, a shield for both of us.
Whenever tricky subjects arose, we reorted to a special code. Our companion must have thought we were mad!
It is natural to talk things out, to share problems, getting them off our chest. However, the verbal post mortem keeps it alive. Often now, if I am aware of a painful situation, I allow myself to experience the pain, and then acknowledge the cause, blessing it, admitting gratitude for the lesson, and sending it on its way. Dwelling on such things, keeping them close, causes dis-ease. Releasing it is healthier for mind, body and spirit.
