Forgiveness is a part of people's consciousness and people do talk about it. I was looking at another blog here that offers a post on the matter from a man's perspective in his own family.
He says, "I decided that what was really missing here was my forgiveness, not my apology - so I forgave her in the car."
Was that some kind of gestalt exercise where one looks at the empty passenger seat, pretending there is a person there, and saying out loud, "You're forgiven, by me, for whatever you have done, you silly silly person." It's not clear what he means by forgiving her in the car but, for cryin' out loud, that's what I'm trying to find -- that elusive magic instruction that tells me "this is how you do it." What, do I have to get in the car? Do I? Is that all it takes?
Is that what Clint Eastwood tried to do with Obama-In-Absentia, the empty chair at the RNC last week -- forgive the president for making us take care of each other by talking to an empty chair pretending he was there?
Actually... there is a beautiful movie called Scorchers. The main character, Splendid, has just married the man she loves, Dolan. But she is afraid to have sex with him. She just can't do it. So, Splendid's father gets to the root of the problem. And the root of the problem is complicated. Splendid's mom died during childbirth, died when Splendid was being born. She feels guilty, our Splendid does, for even being alive, nevermind for being freshly married and so pretty and lucky enough to look like her mom. And now it is time to complete the circle and to have a husband of her own and to make a new family for the next generation -- and Splendid just can't do it. So, her dad makes her talk to an empty chair.
Put your mama in that chair and talk to her, he says to our Splendid. Tell her everything. Tell her how it is.
It is powerful and beautiful, how the movie unfolds thereafter. There is forgiveness there; and it is not possible to put into words how it happens. That elusive magic instruction that says "this is how you do it" is really not possible to articulate because, oh well, it's going to be different for everybody. The only common thing they share, I suppose, is that it involves speaking that deep dark truth that was hiding in the shadows for a long time.
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