or in English, To understand everything, is to forgive everything.
It happened like this. I was brushing my teeth this morning when this proverbial phrase flew into my head (don’t ask) and stuck there. And stayed there. Hmmm, I kept saying to myself as I worked over the right upper quadrant and then the front and on to the left. To understand everything, is to forgive everything. Yes, I’ve always heard that, and I think I always thought it was very profound.
But this morning I found myself asking, Do I really believe it?
How much compassion would understanding stir up in me? And what would be the result? Do I really believe that if, for instance, I understood the background and experiences and feelings and motivations of someone who did something I found unacceptable, I would then forgive that person? All of a sudden, I found that I wasn’t sure.
Where I left off — my teeth being thoroughly clean — was that “Tout comprendre, c’est tout comprendre.” To understand everything is to understand everything, and that might be it. How much beyond that I could go, I’m not at all sure.
So I’m really curious: what do you out there think about this? I would find it both interesting and illuminating to know.
(While I’m on this foreign language kick, segue-ing from German to French, I hope you’ll forgive me —)