If the latest crop of mystics are correct and the Heaven to which we go when we enter the Light is very much shaped by our own preconceived notions, take it from me, Heaven is an indescribable hurricane of magnificence. Some will be surrounded by their ever blooming garden. Dipping down through the astral layers in his human-shaped soul, listening earnestly to the faithful and relaying their petitions to the All Knowing One, one of those wishes raises the interesting question of how sorry is sorry enough, and when and how betrayed partners decide it is safe to fully trust again. Certainly, a number of forgiven respondents expressed some puzzlement, irritation, and sadness that they were still being reminded of something they had hoped was behind them. As one self-offender pointed out, “she said she had forgiven me, so she had no right to keep bringing it up and throwing it in my face. So, nobody ever accused me of acquiring any real wisdom in my two hundred years on this Earth. I know only one way to proceed.” The extent to which punishments following infidelity may persist for years, indeed, they recommended a statute of limitations to such punishments, after which all emotional rights should be restored. #RyanPhillippe 1 of 5

However, you have to understand, when you engage in infidelity, there are a number of factors that could cause your partner to remember what happen, and yes, they have forgiven you, but you hurt them to their core and they were deeply embarrassed and felt ashamed. So try to be understanding and remember, infidelity is not the same as using up all the toilet paper and forgetting to replace it. By engaging in infidelity, you broke your bond to your spouse and made them look trifling in the community. And when people know your heart has been betrayed, by the one you loved, they may bring this up at the supermarket and tease you. Or it may be a discussion at work and these things really get into a person’s head and hurt them. The process of healing from infidelity is difficult because when magnetic energy that has built up in the atmosphere is suddenly released, it is emitted across virtually the entire electromagnetic spectrum for your body, from the waves in your brain, through optical emissions and throughout your visceral organs, and naturally everyone takes note because it is a blood-sucking process and it feels like your partner was bent on destroying you. #RyanPhillippe 2 of  5

Even if you are exceedingly and severely gorgeous, wrapped in the finest feathers, with your luxurious hair, fine shimmering fabrics and poised atop a pair of breakneck stilettos heels, that were expensive, infidelity leaves a scuff mark on your mind, heart, and soul, that is a lot like a wound that just will not completely heal and tends to open up and bleed from time to time, and it robs you of your joy, passion, and energy to know that your all was not good enough to keep your partner faithful. My eyes traveled from her shoes, up a little farther. Her legs were crossed neatly at the knees, showing off her well-built calves. She had an amazing hourglass figure, while her face and hair defied her beauty. I looked up at her, our eyes meeting for the first time. Another reason why betrayed spouses may refuse to forgive, despite their partners to behave well over an extended period of time, is that they believe letting their partners off the hook somehow diminishes the significance of the betrayal and exonerates their betrayers—as if forgiving the offense served to legitimize it. Betrayed partners may also be reluctant to let go and lose the upper hand, or moral advantage in the relationship. As soon as we reached the suite, I pushed the door in fairly quietly, without breaking its hinges, since I intended to close it again, and the spectacle into which I plunged on feline feet astonished me. #RyanPhillippe 3 of 5

There were people dancing in dim light to the most intense music—a Bartok concerto for a violin and orchestra flooding the room at max volume. The music was sad, ripping, overpowering—a command to abandon all things cheap and tawdry, a full-blown engulfing majesty. And though they themselves were infinitely more arresting that I have ever anticipated, these two, I spied beyond them on the long deep burgundy-colored couch a cluster of mortal children, bruised, unconscious, and obviously being used at random as blood victims. All three of us were in the room with the door closed, and insurgents danced oblivious to us, their senses drenched in lustrous sound and rhythm. They were absolutely spectacular in appearance, with tanned skin, rippling jet black hair to the waist—being both of African or Arabic descent—very tall with beautiful facial features, including pillow like plush lips, and they were inherently graceful. They danced with closed eyes, oval faces serene, in huge swaying and arching gestures, humming through closed lips to the music, and the male, who was on the surface was stunningly handsome. #RyanPhillippe 4 of 5

Finally, she let out a scream at the sight of this, and at once the two froze, staring at us. So similar were their movements, one would have thought that they were grand automatons operated by a central system. The unconscious child was dropped to the couch. My heart became a little knot inside me. I could scarcely breathe. The music flooded my brain, the ripping, sad, compelling voice of the violin. At some point, however, remorseful offenders believe that they have paid their dues and earned forgiveness, and their partners’ reluctance to let go may be interpreted as a sign that they themselves truly do not care about the relationship nor the offender. Indeed, ongoing, punishment may itself constitute a relational betrayal that signals rejections to a confused partner. Given how little is known about the ways in which betrayed and betraying partners go about making these kinds of complex cognitive and emotional calculations over time, this is clearly a fascinating and fertile research area.  The parlor was plunged into a ringing vibrant silence. The pair drew together. The figure they made was statuesque. They had exquisite arched black eyebrows, heavily lidded eyes with thick eyelashes. Arabic, yes, from New York. Real hard work, sixteen when made. It all came flooding out of them, and also a torrent of worship for me, a torrent of exuberant happiness that I had “appeared.” Oh, God help me. Stand by me. #RyanPhillippe 5 of 5