Declare amnesty for the part of you that you don’t love very well.
Forgive that poor sucker. Hold its hand and take it out to dinner and a movie. Tactfully offer it a chance to make amends for the dumb things it has done.
And then do a dramatic reading of this proclamation by the playwright Theodore Rubin:
“I must learn to love the fool in me — the one who feels too much, talks too much, takes too many chances, wins sometimes and loses often, lacks self-control, loves and hates, hurts and gets hurt,promises and breaks promises, laughs and cries. It alone protects me against that utterly self-controlled, masterful tyrant whom I also harbor and who would rob me of human aliveness, humility, and dignity but for my fool.”
The greatest gift you can give might be the gift that you yourself were never given.
Give that gift.
The most valuable service you have to offer your fellow humans may be the service you have always wished were performed for you.
Offer that service.
An experience that wounded you could move you to help people who’ve been similarly wounded.
Heal yourself by healing others.
“The problem, if you love it, is as beautiful as the sunset,” wrote J. Krishnamurti. “The obstacle is the path,” says the Zen proverb.
What frustrating puzzle do you love the best?
Excerpt fromÂ “Subterranean Pronoia Therapy.”