Love is a committed affection.
War is a committed aggression.
Peaceful is a committed listening.
As you can see, every aspect of human behavior, whether it yields goodness or pain, does demand some level of commitment.
So those who think peacemakers are weak fail to realize the courage it takes to listen to tons of foolishness to find one idea that is worthy of discussion and diplomacy.
Those who contend that a war can begin or end without the destruction of the dreams of many hopeful souls are foolhardy.
And souls believing that love is complete by pursuing commitment or satisfied merely by producing affection often find themselves more often than not falling out of love instead of into it.
It is reasonable to be loving.
War is when we cease to be reasonable and start searching for dominant weapons.
But what does it mean to be peaceful? Or how would we even know that we’re seeking for peace instead of just building up a case for our war effort?
The steps to “peaceful” are very simple, but essential:
1. No one to attack.
As long as we believe that our system of values has to be defended, we might fall victim to being overly sensitive, desiring someone to attack. Actually, everything I believe will continue to be true, whether I defend it or not.
My compulsion to defend is an admission of my insecurity over the quality of what I believe. To be peaceful, you must have an abiding sense that there is no one to attack.
2. Nothing to prove.
I am often astounded at how little confidence we have in the truth to make freedom, and love to find a way.
Believing in truth and love is not a hippie philosophy, but rather, the only hip way to avoid struggling to prove our point when our point, if it has value, has a natural mission to prove itself.
3. Nowhere I’d rather be.
Is it possible that much of the warring that goes on in our species is because we are jealous, and have convinced ourselves that someone has something that we must possess–otherwise, we will feel diminished?
There is no place I’d rather be. That sensation gives me a warm blanket of feeling peaceful.
Contentment is when we are sure that the place we have landed is our next station of learning.
War is when we convince ourselves that something needs to be attacked to prove our point, because our status and power must be supreme.
It is the reasonable mission of those who are guided by spirit to be peaceful.
Stop trying to prove a point.
And start enjoying where you find yourself blooming.