My exquisite and beautiful husband has long called me his “little warrior,” at war with the world. I suppose the worst place that I have spent way too much time at war is on the road with “stupid drivers.” I have no tolerance for stupidity. I have always received excellent job reviews. Then one year in the very best job that I ever held my boss let me know that I must tolerate the stupidity of others. Remember? My husband has long called me his little warrior – at war with all. Now it is all true, I have been at war with the world.
When you are five years old and a ten-year-old boy mashes your face in the snow each time you walk by his house (a necessary act) you are somewhat incline to fight back, as useless an act as that may be. But this act was greatly enhanced by my parents doing nothing to assist me but to tell me to stand on my own two feet. Life has been a big fight for me until I met David in 1977. Then I had someone in my own corner. I have always fought for my rights so to speak, and the rights of others. Please remember I am a woman of the sixties, the dawn of feminism, a time when women had to fight to “get” their rights. As an aging adult of nearly 67, my fighting days are over. The whole attitude of fighting with the world is pretty much gone. Thank goodness. This is in part due to the progress that we have made and in part due to my age.
I say these things because today is the UN World Peace Day. And I know that peace like anything else in this world must begin with me. It must begin with my own peaceful behavior before I can truly affect peace in the world. What I am speaking of are intentions. Intention holds a lot of sway with me. If I was an angry person at war with the world, more than likely I would not be able to to sit down today and either pray or meditate on world peace, something that I shall do. Are you a peaceful human being?
Haiku for peace:
wandering a while
my desire for peace grows
it is within let it out
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