Look, weep, live!
Posted by Simon Parke, 13 March 2018, 5.54am
I don’t believe in guilt.
I don’t believe guilt changes people… but hardens them.
It sits like cold sick in our being, uncomfortable, unpalatable, unmoving.
I believe sorrow is more creative than guilt.
People who feel guilty tend to hunker down in private shame, seeking to off-load their negative self-evaluation onto others.
Guilt creates an outer shell to present to the world, behind which the perceived shame is hidden.
And in the half-light and gloom, eats away at body, mind and spirit.
Guilt hardens me but sorrow melts me.
Feeling guilty for my behaviour, I hide from myself, like Adam in the garden; I will probably become self-righteous.
Feeling sorrow, I am melted by my tears, a hot waterfall of hope washing away self-justification; and softened inner soil for the spring time of apology and change.
Beyond the terrified and furtive demands of guilt is sweet sorrow.