The Power of Forgiveness

I used to dream about this man and have this enormous hatred for this person whom I had never seen just based upon what he had done to my own mother. Mark Twain said that forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it. Once I let go of that anger and that hatred and all of my attachment to the bonding that I had done with these wounds and letgo of that and cleared that out of my life  my writing began to take place at a much higher level in fact I wrote erroneous owns in very very short time after that.