Joyce and I are
trudging up a very steep rocky trail near the top of a mountain high above the
Rieti Valley in central Italy. We left our friend Evelyn down at the end of the
road at the monastery of Poggio Bustone. The drive up the winding mountain road
with sheer cliff drop-offs was plenty enough adventure for her. It’s only 900
or so more feet of elevation gain to the top of the mountain, where lay a more
primitive monastery. Right! Only 900 feet! Practically straight up the
mountain…
About 800 years ago,
Saint Francis also climbed this mountain. Only he did it barefoot and without a
trail! It was a time in his life when he realized he could not go on without
feeling God’s complete forgiveness. You see, his early life was filled with
riotous living, drinking, partying, orgies and, even worse, fighting in battles
against neighboring towns. Although there are no direct references, I am
convinced that he must have experienced violence, even killing or wounding
other men.
In his early
twenties, he began to turn his life over to God, but he had to know he was
forgiven for the unconscious actions of his former years. So he climbed this
mountain, found a cave near the top, and sequestered himself away from the
world to seek complete forgiveness. He was determined not to leave that cave
until he knew for certain that he was forgiven. We don’t know exactly how long he
meditated and prayed on that mountain, but we do know that he finally received
a clear message from God: he was completely forgiven. Thus began a new phase in
Francis’ life. He no longer had to carry the heavy burden of his past
transgressions.
Like most things and
places of Saint Francis, the original cave has been transformed into a small
chapel. It’s just too high and steep to be made into a “proper” cathedral. Yet
it still retains a certain rustic simplicity and sacred feeling as a place of
pilgrimage for the few hardy souls willing to make the trek.
And, like Saint
Francis, Joyce and I, a few years ago, were also climbing the mountain to seek
forgiveness. We have often spoken about the unconscious actions of our younger
years. I have always considered Joyce’s misdeeds as “lightweight.” Like once
she stole a piece of fruit from a neighbor’s tree, and her parents marched her
down the street to apologize. We both, on the other hand, have considered many
of my teenage acting out to be a bit more major, and some could have been
punishable by prison time. I have stolen things, unfortunately a lot of things.
I have been mean. I have engineered some “pranks” that have ended up nearly
scaring people to death. I could go on, but perhaps you get the picture.
Tired from the
climb, we arrived at the simple stone addition to the original cave. We opened
the rough-hewn wooden door and entered the cool interior. We were alone. It
would have been completely dark except for a shaft of light coming in from a
tiny window up high on a wall. We found a place to sit in front of a crude
altar, and began to ask for forgiveness.
Bottom line, both
Joyce and I expected me to be sitting in the primitive chapel for a long time.
Perhaps Joyce would feel forgiveness, and then she could do some sightseeing or
sunbathing outside while she waited for me to finish my big ordeal.
But that’s not what
happened! Instead, I closed my eyes, preparing to list off my offenses. Within
minutes, I felt complete forgiveness for all my actions! My first thought was,
“Wait. This was too easy! I haven’t worked and sweated hard enough to earn
complete forgiveness. I haven’t even gone through the whole list.” But I still
felt an almost overwhelming sense of God’s unconditional forgiveness. I felt
light as a feather with the divine assurance that nothing I have ever done
could keep me from my worthiness for divine love.
There is a famous
line from the Course in Miracles, “God does not forgive because He (She) never has
condemned.” I have been the only one condemning myself. The Divine Presence is
forgiveness. Forgiveness can never be earned. It is freely given at all times.
So many of us, as
children, have been misled into thinking we needed to earn our parents’ love
and forgiveness. If only I was better behaved, or did things right, or
apologized more, then I’d prove my worthiness to mom and dad. We then make God
into a higher version of our parents. But this is futile. The Great Spirit
loves us no matter what we’ve done. God sees all our actions, in the great
experiment of free will, as a holy learning and growing process.
Joyce was, needless
to say, surprised to see me stand up and leave the chapel after only a few
minutes. Her first thought was, “Oh dear. The task is just too hard for Barry.
He had to give up.” Outside, when she heard my experience of spontaneous
forgiveness, she smiled and embraced me in one of her wonderful hugs.
Here are a few opportunities to
bring more love and growth into your life, at the following longer events led
by Barry and Joyce Vissell: Oct 11-17—Assisi Retreat, Italy; Feb 2-12, 2017—Hawaii Couples Retreat; Jul
16-21, 2017—Shared Heart Summer Retreat at Breitenbush Hot Springs, OR.
Joyce & Barry Vissell, a nurse/therapist and psychiatrist
couple since 1964, are
counselors near Santa Cruz, CA, who are widely regarded as among the world's
top experts on conscious relationship and personal growth. They are the authors of The
Shared Heart, Models of Love, Risk to Be Healed, The Heart’s
Wisdom, Meant to Be, and A Mother’s Final Gift.
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by phone or in person, their books, recordings or their schedule of talks and
workshops. Visit their web site at SharedHeart.org for their free monthly
e-heartletter, their updated schedule, and inspiring past articles on many
topics about relationship and living from the heart.
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