We’re all one family.
As cliche as that is, I feel it down to my bones. When I approach people as strangers, I become a stranger. When I approach them as friends, I’m a friend and I’m surrounded by friends.
I have, in my middle age, discovered that I really can appreciate everyone. I mean, really. We’re all flawed, we’re all human, but we’re also awfully interesting. We’re all related. And we all deserve the very basics. Healthy food, clean water, shelter, clothing, heating in the winter, cooling in the heat of the summer and health care. This is why I am a peace activist.
“Peace begins with respect,” said wise and wonderful Quaker, Patsy Gehr, whom I met some years ago.
When we respect each other and recognize that we each deserve the very basics, at least, and that reference to the “haves” and the “have nots” should not include that which is necessary to survive, we can begin to relate to each other as what we are – part of the same, beautiful family. And once we get to thinking about it, we realize that war, militarism, and all of the “power over” structures built into global society today are detrimental to our health and well being. So, we adjust our attitude and the world becomes a whole lot friendlier place and there’s no one we don’t want to comfort and protect.