When the Master was a boy at school, a classmate treated him with persistent cruelty.
Now, older and contrite, he came to the monastery and was received with open arms.
One day he brought up the subject of his former cruelty, but the Master seemed not to recall it.
Said the visitor, “Don’t you remember?”
Said the Master, “I distinctly remember forgetting it!” so they both melted innocent laughter.
What do you distinctly remember forgetting, thus making space for deeper and more authentic connections and relationships?