Forget the Mistake. Remember the Lesson.
By Roy Dawson Earth Angel Master Magical Healer
There are things in this life you wish you could take back.
A word said wrong. A door closed too hard. A silence that lasted too long. And sometimes worse—things done in weakness, or pride, or pain. You think about them when the night is quiet and the whiskey’s almost gone. You play them over. You dissect them. You wish you’d gone left instead of right. You carry them like stones in your pocket.
But here's the truth: mistakes are not the end. They’re not the whole story. They are pages, not the book.
You don’t forget what happened. That’s not the point. You forget the part that keeps you frozen. The shame. The self-punishment. The constant turning back toward something you cannot fix.
What you keep—is the lesson.
You hold onto the scar, not the wound. The lesson lives there. Not to punish you. Not to haunt you. But to teach you how to do it better next time.
If you don't take the lesson, the pain owns you. It becomes your story. You live in it instead of learning from it. But if you do take it, if you carry that knowledge forward with a clean heart and a clear head, you’re stronger. Smarter. Quieter, maybe. But not broken.
I’ve seen men make mistakes and never here stand again. I’ve seen others—quieter, steadier—build something better out of what broke them.
The difference? They forgave themselves. They remembered the lesson.
So if you messed up, say it out loud. Own it. Make it right if you can. Then stop bleeding over it. That blood belongs to the past.
Walk on.
And when the same choice comes again—and it always does—you’ll know better.
That’s what it means to grow.
Forget the mistake.
Remember the lesson.
It may be the thing that saves your life.