“A lot of people assume that women of a certain age who are not unattractive have no excuse for not having a perfect life. But you can have emotional baggage that is dragging you down like cement blocks tied to your feet.” – Olivia Wilde
If you are a regular flyer then one of the things you must have noticed is the fact that airlines pay very serious attention to cargo limits. Sometimes, without looking at the bigger picture passengers wonder; why their small luggage of 5kg, which constitutes the excess weight cannot be added to their luggage allowance. Interestingly, that excess may seem small on its own but in the overall analysis that little change in weight could detour an entire airplane.
Far more important is the airplane of your life and destiny. It cannot afford to carry any form of excess luggage, and the one I’m particularly interested in this morning is the weight of “OLD GRUDGES”.
Let me give you a historical perspective. Once, armies usually carried cannon balls with them – afraid they would meet the enemy somewhere and have nothing to fight with – In terms of specific gravity, grudges are about as heavy as cannon balls, I believe even heavier.
This is how William H Walton puts it “To carry a grudge is like being stung to death by one bee”
Beloved, the burden of a grudge is not one that you should carry; it makes little or no sense to carry them. It is most likely, the person you harbour a grudge against, “the enemy”, is unaware of your enmity, and surely would be surprised to learn that you’ve been stalking him with a cannon ball in your pocket. So examine your grudges. Do what armies do when hostilities are over: unload the cannonballs and stack them on the courthouse lawn. Then marvel at how much easier it is to get around.