Do not look back!

Past.
That which is gone by. Elapsed in time. Having existed in, or having occurred during a time previous to the present; bygone.
If you look at the word 'Past', that is some of the things that come up.

Sometimes the things in our past come back to haunt us. At times, we are unable to rid ourselves of things done or said in the past. We hold onto it and carry it around with us. We drag this baggage with us everywhere we go. We take it into the present moment. We take it with us into the future. Bag upon bag, it gets heavier and heavier, slowing us down, preventing us from moving at the pace we are capable of. And as we slow down, we deprive ourselves from moving ahead.

Other times, we blame people for things they have done in the past. Things they may no longer do. Things they may want to forget because they have already learned from it. And instead of supporting them, we choose to throw their past in their faces. This is so unfair of us, because who can honestly say that they do not have a past? Who can honestly say that there are not things they wish to forget? Who can honestly say they enjoy it when people throw thingst in their face that they wish to forget?

Today I learned something. The past is exactly that. It is that which has occurred during a time previous to the present. It has elapsed in time. Yes, we are human. It is not easy to forget. But some things are not worth holding onto. Some things are better left in the past.

I would like to think that we make mistakes and learn from them. I would like to think that things once done, that may be unfavourable, is also something we learn from. So, if someone has learned from their past, if someone has made an active effort to do better, then we should not hold their past against them. We would not want them to do the same to us either.

After all, we have so much to look forward to. Why dwell on things gone by?

Look ahead. Do not look back!


Take Care



Miss Stone

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