By Gonny 
Do you recognize this?
You’re having coffee with someone in their sixties, and within ten minutes, the conversation drifts back to a kitchen table from fifty years ago. “My father was never there,” or “My mother took up all the space,” or the classic: “I grew up in such a nest of conflict, so yeah, that’s why I am the way I am…”
We carry these stories like sacred relics. We point a blaming finger at the past, convinced that this finger defines us. Even more: that it justifies us. Because as long as the blame lies with our upbringing, we don’t have to truly look at ourselves today.
Could it be that repetition is seen as a safe prison?
Repetition is a fascinating mechanism. We replay the disharmony of the past over and over in our minds. We polish the pain. Why? Because the past gives us an identity. It provides a ‘why’ for our fears and our shortcomings. But have you ever noticed that this constant backward glance makes you exhausted in the present moment?
Imagine this: You are walking through a beautiful garden, but you’re only looking back at the mud puddle you stepped in a mile ago. You don’t see the flowers of now because you’re still busy cursing the mud on your shoes.
And then there is that radical thought of ACIM: The past simply doesn’t exist!
This is not meant to be a denial of what happened, but a help for realizing that those images of “back then” only exist in your current internal movie. The argument from thirty, or fifty years ago is happening nowhere right now, except on the screen of your own mind.
The blaming finger we point at our parents or whoever from the past is the very thing that keeps us chained to a prison whose door has been wide open all along.
If you stop repeating the story of “I am like this because they were like that…”, ask yourself : who am I without them, who am I now?
That is where the real space opens up. Where conditioning ends and Presence begins. It’s an invitation to finally let those old black-and-white photos of your childhood drop from your hands. Not because it didn’t happen, but because you are finally ready to experience your true self, with the harmony of now, without needing the past’s permission.
Do you dare to not tell your ‘story’ today?
With love and light,
G.