As I close my eyes and drift away to a land where there is love, health, peace and blessings. I wanted to take the time to think and reflect.
Particularly with regards to my previous thoughts - where I wrote about the idea of inflicted injuries, that are acclaimed to be from the self, from others, and also from the many societal factors that one incurs. We are in the midst of discussing injury and what has been done, inflicted upon us, systemic constraints, and also assistance. We see systems in turmoil and wanting to help. The turmoil really does stem from who is desired to be helped more or less, and also from the points of human nature. What is genuine care, assistance and also authentic. We can think about this until our brain rots, but the fact is that inequality, even whilst possessing an injury exists. But my intention here is not to utter the negative stance, although it is necessary when we think about the idea of reform.
What if we were to think of the idea of inflicted injury to inflicted healing? Where there was no deceit, vicious or evil intentions to ones care, regardless of what it was or not? Where care was thought about as genuine, authentic, to try the very best to reform and rehabilitate humanity, whatever the issue? Because the truth is that human beings are imperfect beings, but the imperfection does not mean that one cannot strive for excellence. Sometimes perfect relationships are not what people / professionals deem as the societal norm, but that does not mean to say that they are either labelled as right or wrong. Inflictous healing in terms of relationships is thinking about what is best for all the parties involved, even if it not what one had imagined, thought about. Reciprocity reveals what could be. Acceptance paves a way. Time solves.