·I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to define myself in the context of brother/sister relationship.
·I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to define and accept that part of me dies when someone dies, I realize that who I am is HERE constant as life and that no part of me as life dies or gets lost.
·I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to define myself as thoughts, feelings and emotions of my brother. I realize that participating in this thoughts, feelings and emotions will not change my current reality and instead I take full responsibility of my current reality. Any moment I find myself drifting into thoughts, feelings and emotions in based on my brother, I stop myself, I breathe, I do not allow myself to participate within such thoughts, feelings and emotions.
· I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to separate myself from my brother through defining him in the context of brother/sister relationship for I realize that my brother and I are one and equal and that even if he is no longer here physically, he is still here within and as me.
· I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to have blame exist within and as me. I realize that blaming myself will not change the fact that my brother is dead and instead I take self-responsibility in accepting his death. I also realize that blame is I self-generated escape mechanism to avoid taking self-responsibility for my current reality of my brother’s death. Whenever I find myself blaming me, I stop, I breathe, and I do not allow myself to participate within blame.
·I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to blame myself for my brother’s death because I assisted him start a business where he met the woman who killed him, I realize that his death was inevitable and that his day come and that blaming myself is the only way I knew how to best lie to myself in that if I blame myself, I would make bearing my brother’s death easier, and not face the hard truth of what I had allowed to exist within and as me through having him as my brother. Any moment I
realize that am starting to blame myself, I stop, I breathe and I do not allow myself
to participate within this blaming games.
·I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to have anger and sadness exist within and as me. I realize that sadness and anger are self-generated mechanisms that I use to escape my reality instead of taking self-responsibility. Whenever I experience anger and sadness within me, I stop, I breathe, and I do not allow myself to participate within this.
·I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to believe that my brother is gone forever.
·I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to believe that, when someone dies, they are gone forever.
·I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to miss my brother for I realize that missing someone or something is a self-created illusion of separation from that someone or something. I realize that who I am as life is one and equal as all and HERE, missing does not exist. I also realize that, missing someone or something is a
self-created escape mechanism from dealing with the reality of my having allowed and accepted myself to separate myself from that someone or something. Any moment find myself drifting in the illusion of missing (my brother) someone or something, I stop, I breathe, I do not allow myself to participate within this.
·I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to have disappointment exist within and as me.
·I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to feel disappointed towards my brother’s death at an early age. I realize that disappointment is a self-created escape mechanism from having to deal with my current reality as feeling disappointed is easier than taking self-responsibility in facing my brother’s death. Any moment I find myself becoming disappointed, I stop, I breathe, and I do not allow myself to participate within this disappointment.
·I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to be angry towards the woman who killed my brother. I realize that this anger is instead directed towards me for having allowed and accepted myself to having lived a life full of definitions in form of a relationship formed between me and my brother, and now that he is dead, I realize just how deep I had limited myself through this definitions of separation. I also realize that this anger is a self-created mechanism to escape from the truth of what I had become; someone who had separated self from brother and never fully embraced self as brother and lived as such. Any moment I find myself becoming disappointed, I stop, I breathe and I do not allow myself to participate in this
disappointment.
·I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to participate within the thought that he wouldn’t have died if I was in Kenya with him instead of realizing that his time had come. Whenever I find myself thinking that if I was in Kenya with him, he wouldn’t have died, I stop, I breathe and I do not allow myself to participate within this thought.
·I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to think that if we had our own home, he wouldn’t have died. I realize that this thought is just an escape mechanism that I have created to make me ‘feel’ better instead of taking self-responsibility towards my current reality.
·I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to think that he wouldn’t have died if I was near him to help him fight the woman who killed him. I realize that this is just another way of blaming myself instead of taking self-responsibility of my current reality.
·I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to many times exist as memories of him, I and my family, memories of his smile, his laughter, his eyes, his smell, his playfulness, his alcohol problem, his violent nature, him nurturing his daughter etc I realize that this memories cannot bring him back, I realize that this memories are just a destruction for me not taking self-responsibility in my current moment. Any moment I find myself drifting into memories of my brother, I and my family, memories of his smile, his laughter, his eyes, his smell, his playfulness, his alcohol problem, his violent nature, him nurturing his daughter etc, I stop, I breathe, I do not allow myself to participate within these memories.
·I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to constantly imagine how he must have felt during his death. I realize that this imagination is only a distraction from my taking self-responsibility for my current reality. Any moment I find myself drifting into imagination of what happened to him and how he must have felt, reacted, I STOP myself, I BREATHE, I do not allow myself to participate within imagination.
·I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to fear death.
·I forgive myself for allowing and accepting the fear of death to exist within and as me.
·I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to participate within fear.
·I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself for allowing fear to exist within and as me.
·I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to fear my brother being dead.
·I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to fear where my brother is experiencing after his death.
·I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to fear that my dead brother will appear to me and harm me.
·I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to fear being alone in the dark after my brother’s death.
·I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to fear going to the bathroom or toilet alone after my brother’s death.
·I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to fear being alone in the dark after my brother’s death.
·I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to fear seeing his dead body.
·I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to fear seeing his coffin.
·I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to fear that I will not be able to control myself during his burial.
·I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to fear watching his body being buried.
·I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to fear throwing soil into his grave during his burial.
·I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to fear how my life will be like after his burial. I realize that these fears are reflecting to me the fear of my own death. I realize that fear of death is not real and is irrelevant because what really dies is my allowed and accepted nature as the mind definitions of me, and that fear is just my mind fearing its own end/death, and that who I am is HERE constant as breath, as life and cannot die.
Self-Honesty, Self-Forgiveness through writing has and is really supporting me deal with the sudden death of my brother. With this tool, I have found it easier to deal with the real reality within me. I still have a lot to pull out of me. Watch out for
part 3 of my process. In part 3, I shall be tackling fear as it is the point I noticed that was most prominent within me. I shall explain how I was suffocated by fear and my Self Forgiveness thereafter.
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