One would think that given the amount of time that I haven’t written, I would be fairly brimming over with new ideas and thoughts and observations and… sorry to disappoint. Things are rather dull around here to tell you the truth.
I’ve been thinking a lot about peace of late. Two of my nephews and my sister are heading to Afghanistan as part of Canada’s military commitment to that part of the world. As worried and fretful as I am about their safety, I recognize that Canadians get to go home at the end of their tour. For the Afghans, that mess is home. There’s no escaping from it.
So why can’t we all just get along? That’s something that I’ve been kicking around in my skull for the past few months and perhaps that is a place to re-start this blog. So perhaps the next week or so, I can try to articulate some of the things I’ve thought about.
One of the big points I’ve come to understand is that peace starts with me. It lives inside me. It lives inside you too. And we’ll never have world peace until we learn to cultivate peace within ourselves. Peace begins with me. And until I come to grips with my contributions towards the violence of the world, I cannot chide others for their actions.
But right now, I’m going to walk away from committing violence to myself by staying up past my bedtime. Night night everyone. Have a good sleep.
Thanks for reading and Namaste,