two words
I attended some meetings in the Bay Area with a spiritual teacher in the early part of the century.
Sometimes he said that God gave us two words to use:
Fuck You
On occasion, I can see their appropriateness.
I like the idea of “two words.”
These are good ones:
“Thank You,”
“I Love You,”
“I’m Sorry”
It reminds me of the Hawaiian practice of reconciliation called Ho’oponopono.
I believe the sequence is as follows: “I love you. I’m sorry. Please forgive me. Thank you.”
I’m not sure about “Forgive Me,” since we are hanging out in the field beyond right-doing and wrong-doing that Rumi references, right? But it goes with “I’m Sorry”, and I like the spirit of the question, and the way it involves the other in the form of a request. But I think the whole thing is meant as an internal process that doesn’t have to involve the other person. You work your transformation.
David Levingston
Like everyone, I have different sides. Counselor, photographer, writer, cooker of food – both spicy and plain, and seeker of truth and happiness. I have always taken an interest in the unassuming things that pass us by – both heard and seen, both ordinary and not so ordinary. They are all sacred and beautiful in some way.