The title is from a book by Osho. He never wrote a book, he simply talked and recorded that into audios.
I was listening to a song, the lyrics said 'tell me what to do' and it remided me of myself, when I thought that some other person might know better tham me, for example a brother slightly oder, like if that difference made a - well - difference
I don't know if this will reach many, but it is not important
Today I want to do some random self-forgiveness, or maybe on the uncertainty of 'making it'
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to want to make it in this world
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to want to gain recognition while I am alive
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to want to feed my ego by having recognition.
I forgive myself that IH ave not accepted and allowed myself that it might not be my peers that get the message, but the future generations
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe instant gratification means anything
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe I am not good enough if I don't get feedback on my writings
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear the future
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not see, realize and understand that I might not get any form of recognition in this life, but still this doesn't mean that I can leave an important message for the beings to come
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not see, realize and understand that recognition i useless
I forgive myself that I have not accepted and allowed myself to see that changing the world doesn't endow one with any recognition
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not work towards a world that is Best for All unless I get recognition
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not see that wanting recognition is Ego
