So true, so true. The physical scars often start as babes when we are learning to walk, the first frightening gush of blood, then stitches, from banging our head on something solid. Then there are lots of skinned knees, cut fingers, maybe a broken bone. I'd be willing to bet that few of us make it through modern life without some sort of surgical scar. Mercifully and mystically, our bodies have an amazing ability to heal.
We generally get over physical injuries quickly. More challenging are the emotional, mental and spiritual scars which we all acquire over a lifetime. Difficult family situations, unhealthy environments, abuse, violence, neglect, betrayal, abandonment--all these can leave very deep and painful scars. I have even felt scarred by my early religious indoctrination. It's sad to note that our scars are often created by those closest to us. Mercifully and mystically, our souls have an amazing ability to heal.
It's interesting to me that some of our scars are worthy of showing off ("Wanna see my scar?") and others are deeply hidden and never shared for a lifetime. Let's accept the fact that if we are alive, we are scarred, every one of us. Kindness soothes a scar.