A number of years ago I was asked to meet with a well-known and reputable businessman in the U.S. We were to meet Monday, Tuesday and Thursday to share our philosophy with each other. The meeting on Monday went great with lots of understandings and sharing. On Tuesday it also started off great. The man had a beautiful office with deep comfortable leather armchairs, photos, diplomas, sports paraphernalia and more attesting to his importance. The atmosphere was relaxed and friendly.
Then suddenly it all changed.
At first I had no clue as to what had happened, but I clearly could feel the sudden and dramatic change in atmosphere in the room as the chilling energy surrounded me. I sat there with a big question mark as to what had happened.
From having comfortably been leaning back in his chair, the man moved to the edge of his seat. Clearly more than upset, breathing deeply and heavily. Agitation shone in his eyes as he told me that he was a Jew. That his parents were Jews for as far back as one could follow the bloodlines on both his mother’s and his father’s side. He told me that he had lost several relatives in Hitler’s concentration camps. Then he said, “Are you sitting here in my office saying that even Hitler was good?”
At first I was stunned by his reaction. Then I locked eyes with him and said with a firm voice “Yes! That is what I am saying! I am claiming that even Hitler was good at birth”. Then I explained my thesis that while growing up he chose to become further and further away from the true him. The reasons could be many, for instance environment, parents, society, friends, teachers and books he chose to read.
I did not feel that I reached him at all so I suggested ending the session. He fully agreed and I walked out of there fully convinced that Thursday’s meeting would be cancelled.
On Wednesday afternoon I received a call from the man’s secretary who said she wanted to confirm the meeting scheduled for the next day.
Even though I had no idea what to expect, I was caught off guard when I stepped into his office. He met me with a big smile and open arms. To my surprise he spontaneously embraced me in a hug. Then he took my hand with both of his hands and told me how grateful he was and that I had changed his life.
He had realized how much HATRED he had carried around on his shoulders and what an immense burden it had been carrying it around.
He told me that he had made the choice to take in that even Hitler was good once as a baby, after I left yesterday. He described that it was a tremendous emotional experience when the heavy load of hatred evaporated.
When we parted I had a strong feeling that the world had become a tiny bit better. I feel truly blessed to have been a part of this man’s journey and to have contributed in easing his judgment and hatred.
Actually who knows the true reasons for Hitler becoming a madman? He might even have been bullied growing up. The fact is that the terrible choices he made of gruesome cruelty led him to the most horrific and atrocious acts against Jews and against humanity.
It is such a joy to be a part of assisting others to rid themselves from heavy burdens that have been a heavy weight on them.