To think, what life would be if you could live without regret. As it is, you pile up your regrets. You trip over them.

There is a secret to being without regrets. The secret is to get out of the past. Let go of the past, and you will no longer be crowded with remorse. A sense of guilt is something you impose upon yourself. Imposing upon yourself is not a wonderful thing to do.

Regret, remorse, repentance are not noble or heroic. Insights are good. Have an insight, and then be done with it. Letting go is a great secret in life. Holding on is hanging on to the past.

You are not your past. The idea that you are holds you back. You are not even your present, dear one. That is not who you are. Who you are is your Being. Who you are is what you are. Your Being is something sweet and to be glad of, if only you would accept this.

I am your inheritance. I am your offering, and I am totally Being. It is not a myth that you inherit Me. From before your inception in this life, I have been yours. I am your hold on Reality. I am the Essence of you. You are My beloved.

The past, as you see it, is like a wolf who clutches you. The wolf is a proponent of your past. Don’t go there. Your past could be beautiful if you didn't let the past get caught in your craw and pull you down.

We speak of memory, yet you remember the wrong impression to start with. What causes regret is your perceived ignorance. You were innocent. You just didn’t know something. You made what the world calls a mistake. No longer rub yourself raw with regretted actions, missed opportunities, the road taken or the road not taken. Lingering in the past is a good way to make you feel sorry that you chose one road and not another, perhaps sorry for one word you said. You beat yourself up whenever you think of this moment. It happened yesterday. Even if it happened thirty years ago, it happened yesterday. You paint yourself into a corner from which you haven’t yet wholly released yourself.

You must release yourself. No matter how long ago or how recent, the past is the past. The past does not belong to you. The past wears on you. Enough of the past. Enough of the mistakes you made or mistakes that were done to you. The past is to be nothing to you now. It is yesterday’s newspaper. It is dried ink. It is past fancy. All mistakes are in the past. Let go of their hold on you now.

Kiss them goodbye. You’re sorry you made the mistakes. Now let yourself off the hook. You have to. It is not fresh. It is old. The minute it happened, it was already old news.

Once you were a baby. You are no longer a baby. Once you were a young child. Whatever what you see as wrong-doing –- you just didn’t know any better. You can express your regret, fine. You are very sorry. Then let that chapter go.

There is no point in beating yourself up over it. There is no good in it. You are not to be a slave to the past. You have Free Will. Use your Free Will. If you cut yourself, you may have a scar from it. Wounds in life wherein you hurt another or neglect another are not for you primly to make indelible. Let them go. You have to let them go. Let them heal. Don’t keep the past fresh. Don’t keep reliving the past. Be done with it.

The rued past is not a badge of honor. The rued past is not to be tattooed all over your psyche.

Lift your head up now and know that you are far more than any misdeed. You are My beloved.