Monday, November 4, 2013
Blog Blast for Peace
Today is the day that bloggers all over the globe blog about peace. I've been thinking a lot about what I would write. What does peace mean to me? I had to start with deep, deep gratitude for growing up in a family, in a neighborhood a community that was safe and nurturing. I can still call on those neighbors and refer to them as aunts and uncles. With that foundation I was able to grow and stretch and be who I am today. I am happy with where I am at physically, mentally and spiritually. I am happy with the journey I am on.
Yet for many in this world they do not have this luxury. I try but cannot wrap my head around many of the atrocities in this world, in this country, in this town. My heart hurts for so many reasons when I contemplate all that is happening outside of my little bubble. And I am overwhelmed by all that I cannot do to help. So i bring it back in. I can be that safe foundation for my children. I can touch the lives of those around me. Like the stone tossed on still waters my actions can ripple out into the world. I can pray. I can take action. I can love. And even in these imperfect gestures, because after all I am human, I believe I can make a difference.
I remember when I was young and I would see the signs saying "Make love not war." I thought they were great. I thought they were about sex. Everything at that time was about sex. I was born in part to seal the deal that my dad would not be drafted to go to Vietnam. He was a little too old, he was married and now had a baby. It was later in life that the true words of that sign sunk in. Love in all its forms. You do not need to like someone to love them. Having children really drives that point home. Some days I do not like my kids but I love them any way. I love them through the growing up, the rebelling, the doubts, the trials and errors. I love them because they are children trying to find their way in this world. And I believe this has made a difference. I know that love made a difference in my life.
But what about loving your enemies or that annoying person at work. I'm really working on that. And if not love at least compassion. And some days the most compassionate thing I can do is shut up and walk away.
So peace for me is a circle of love, compassion and trying to make a difference one small gesture at a time. And if we can agree to disagree slowly peace will ripple out over coming the hate and the fear.