The Confession

Look towards the past and towards the logic of the happened, so that you can be successful in your jump over the gulf that separates the world of appearances of loyalty from the world of the role assumed with lucidity.

- No, I do not blame you, Edmond, nu, I do not hate you, my friend ! I blame and hate myself ! So wicked I am ! Mercedes cried closing her hands and raising towards the sky. I was punished. I had faith, love, innocence, all three angelic graces and, worthless me, I doubted God. I left you to die… Was I not to save my husband, no matter how guilty he was? And yet, Lord, I helped give death to him through my cowardly lack of feeling, through my contempt, needing to reminded myself that it was because of me he became a perjurer and a traitor !

Monte Cristo stepped forward and held out his hand silently.

- No, said Mercedes, withdrawing her hand gently, don’t touch me. I was the guiltiest of all. All the others were impelled by hatred, greed, selfishness, only I behaved with such cowardice. They wanted to, I was afraid. Don’t touch me Edmond. You’re thinking of comforting me with words, I feel it. Don’t say it to me: keep for another. I am not worthy of it. Behold… (she fully uncovered her face). Behold, suffering has bleached my hair, my eyes shed so many tears that they are surrounded by dark circles and my forehead is furrowed.

You, on the contrary, Edmond, you’re still young, still beautiful, still proud. And that is because you have kept your faith, because you had strength, because you trusted God and God supported and defended you. I was a coward, I disowned my love and God abandoned me, and here I am ! *

Leadership: Do you judge the facts according to an outlook in which you can emerge as an achievement after which you can put a point, in the conditions of a duality between your natural nature and your forced nature, which is a consequence of your fall in an outdated sentimentality?

It is always necessary for a rupture to intervene, a tearing from the bottom for people to show their true face. The value of man can reside from overcoming a difficulty situation, but behind, the memory will always remain, that unseen but palpable emptiness, that only a new self-consciousness in agreement with a new life perspective can fill up.

And the perspective that puts life in the foreground resembles a return to old love: you represent the pain of your heart by stimulating the interest in the dialogue between what has raised you up to a point and what can make you stronger by overcoming that point. From this angle, leadership obtains a reference value for the evaluation of a life lesson: you cannot remain trapped in a nostalgic past without assuming the risk of compromising yourself through a behavior that agrees with the fatigue of "living by virtue of inertia."

A certain integrity of the act, of the consequences and motives that can determine new decisions, beyond what convention between a personality with the role of a "Trojan Horse" and another personality with a "Flamenco" (delusion) effect can signify, is the key in the great confrontation between what attracts you (but tears you apart), and what drives you away (but redeems you).

There in the corner of the convention between these two personalities, a perfect merger between causality and fact exists, that tolerance and temperance cannot shake the precariousness left standing.

Leadership: Do you begin to put yourself in the forefront of your life without realizing the impact of the remembrance of a special experience that tasted the moral defeat of consciousness?

He who wants to be successful in the jump over the gulf that separates the two worlds, one of appearances of loyalty and the other of the role assumed with lucidity and responsibility, must look towards the past and towards the logic of the happened that cannot be turned back.

The happened is the context in which the rupture occurs, in which a fatigue on an emotional or mental order can be felt, characterized by low expectations regarding human evolution – as long as the truth that leads to the so-called proof of his weakness isn’t considered relative, but rather continually dwells in the soul of the betrayed and the disowned. The incriminating act against which there is no suspicion, gives the truth, even if it hurts and even if it stirs the soul, the strength to work in consciousness.

Regarding leadership, the significance of the gesture of involvement that induces unique added value is taken into account, but also requires a wider reflection, which can be painful, for the materialization of the need of finding yourself, of knowing your strong points and your weaknesses, making things move around you once again.

If you understood leadership, then you know that it isn’t really possible to be present in two places at once: in a time in which you’d done something to someone’s liking, in an attempt to shape them, without getting any result, so a time where you don’t belong. And a time in which you nicely set within this man’s heart baggage a shining crystal that reflects your own reality.

Paraphrasing what Scottish evangelist Oswald Chambers said, it should be noted: "Learn to distinguish between what isolates you – protecting you from others, and what keeps you elevated – separating you from them."

Consciousness is manifested as a superior will when you have to decide with the power of remembering what happiness means for you and live in tune with your inner voice without turning the "finding yourself again" mark into the reflection of a dirty mirror.

The Confession highlights the facts when you become conscious of the highest truth, one you can accept and remain steadfast in its presence. Or you can mask it a bit, so it will not play your cards in one hand, or even hide it completely, risking to end up a victim.

If you want leadership to not tend towards decline, always remain what you were before the deed, before urging your reasoning to find the arguments through which you can favour its prescription. Do not delay the trial of a cause until the prescription of the deed, you risk becoming the victim of your own benevolence or of your own faulty vision.

* Note: Alexandre Dumas - The Count of Monte Cristo , Youth Publishing House, 1957.