“Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding. Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain”
Rumi (Sufi Poet)
Recently, I’ve been dwelling on all the people who have hurt me in my life and I’ve been focusing particularly on the gifts that came with the pain they inflicted. I learned what it felt like to be on the receiving end of unkind and unjust behaviour. I realize now, that without these hurtful people I wouldn’t be who I am now or where I am today. In different ways, they mirrored back to me the character flaws I needed to address within myself. If it weren’t for these people I wouldn’t be as loved and respected by my family, I wouldn’t be quite as kind to others, I wouldn’t be as tolerant, I wouldn’t be as good a listener to my friends and family.
I also know I have yet more people to meet that will hurt me, but I am strengthened in knowing that though the experience will be difficult to accept at first, I will learn even more about myself and I will continue to evolve into a better human being.
And so I express gratitude to everyone who has passed my way. The kindnesses and unkindnesses; they are all the same beautiful gift of love.