In that every-so-often assessment one makes about what life is all about and the determinations we make about what’s essential to be satisfied, my latest focus is on how I need to be more loving. In fact, being loving is a key to happiness. It’s more important than being loved. Keeping your heart open, being loving regardless of the object in focus at the time, brings you the goods.
I’m thinking about Trump and how unthinkable he is. However, I can pity this misguided person rather than being infuriated with him. That poor guy has to be who he is. Hatred is justifiable, but, when you look at the goods in life, feeling sorry for Trump trumps loathing him.
That can apply to everyone you hold grudges on. You are justified. They did it. Now what? Do whatever to deal, but bear compassion in mind. They were doing the best they could when they did you dirt.