Shana Tova or bust. And other social media DOHs
by Stan Faryna
Elbow, Weather to Fly
I have friends who are celebrating the Jewish New Year - Rosh Hashanah. Among the traditions practiced is an examination of conscience. There is also the practice of forgiveness.
I’m not Jewish but forgiveness is a can of worms I know something about. Or, at least, I’d like to think I do.
Forgiveness is a sumbitch as Mr. Dorman might say. Because as much good will and want of peace in me, I find it a challenge to truly forgive others for the wrongs they have done me. And all the rights that they should have done but were, ultimately, things that never even crossed their mind.
Friendship, indeed, is a virtue which few own – myself included. My own failures never measure up to my aspirations for that virtue. And I do lament it on occasion.
Like I said, the economics of forgiveness is a can of worms.
A five gallon can. Or bigger.
Asking for forgiveness? Not so hard. Not for me. Though I know many who are reluctant to ask.
Perhaps, those who are reluctant to ask for forgiveness sense that there is a certain responsibility that one must own when asking another for forgiveness – a responsibility to change one’s behavior and get one’s head out of their ass.
Perhaps, a responsibility to serve, to give of oneself, and, yes, to uplift others – a responsibility that looks like a 500 lb. Gorilla.
Who wants to carry a 500 lb. Gorilla on their back?!
But some will walk by the mirror and see that truly it’s not a Gorilla breaking their back, but wings that tug and pull us upward. To the heavens. To flight.
The heavier those wings feel and the harder they may tug at your shoulders, the higher you and I shall fly.
21 September 2012