I am reminded of one of the Arthurian legends - King Arthur was given a sword and a scabbard. The sword meant he could not be defeated in battle, but the scabbard prevented his mortal wounding. He prized the sword over the scabbard, and according to one legend left the scabbard behind to face his foe. He won the fight, but in doing so was indeed mortally wounded, and so met his end.
The sword is being able to remember, the scabbard to forget. It is the latter, the scabbard, to be able to forget, that is the more important. It is our filter for the reality we endure, and gives us both wisdom and comfort.
Wisdom, because it frees us from that which was unimportant; and comfort, because it unburdens us from those things which cause us pain.
The sword is being able to remember, the scabbard to forget. It is the latter, the scabbard, to be able to forget, that is the more important. It is our filter for the reality we endure, and gives us both wisdom and comfort.
Wisdom, because it frees us from that which was unimportant; and comfort, because it unburdens us from those things which cause us pain.