Radouane's Journey to Life

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe imagination is a tool for creation , instead of seeing that imagination is a function of the mind used to separate me from physical reality. I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to use fantasy and imagination to create the illusion of progress or movement, instead of grounding myself in actual physical creation through breath and direct action . I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to delay real living by entertaining imagined futures, instead of realizing that creation is a physical process, step by step, breath by breath . I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to trust pictures and inner experiences , rather than remaining here with the physical, with my body, with the breath — where real creation is possible. I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to feel safe and powerful in imagination , instead of realizing that this “safety” is an...

These past days, I faced one of the deepest fears and points of pain in my life — my relationship with my son, with my ex-wife, and with myself as a father. My son failed in school this year. His words hit me like a storm: "ما بقاش شي معنا لهاد الحيات" "نتوما سباب... نتا أو أمي أو عمي..." These words awakened old emotions: regret, guilt, fear, and self-blame. And also, the hidden anger I held toward myself and toward others — emotions I didn’t fully want to face. Today, I choose to face them with responsibility. Not to justify. But to forgive myself, and realign myself. 🔹 Self-Forgiveness Statements I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to define myself as a failed father because my son failed in school, instead of seeing that I can stand and become a support from this moment forward. I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear the judgment of others — my ex-wife, my son, society — instead of breathing, groundi...