by blukatzen » Sat 05 Apr 2008, 17:19:15
Basically, it's misunderstanding that never gets cleared up due to pride and stubbornness. Actions then occur, and once things get set in stone by that, it's all downhill.
Then, it becomes a grocery list of grievances, with enough time underway, it become "tradition".
It's always good to get things cleared up as quickly as possible, don't let things stew, even overnight if you can. If one needs a night to cool off and see things clearly, then it's ok, but approach your issues the next morning in a neutral to conciliatory tone.
What works for individuals and families should work for tribes and countries. You must have someone doing the talking who is a good peacemaker and reconciler, someone who has hope.
Other than that, the other people down the line will be bedraggled; people that are humiliated, humbled, torn apart by the war that they were so confidant that could be won just awhile ago. They will have to search very hard to find the hope that could have been there from the very beginning, hope to find that peace.
It's always about finding common ground.
I'm a descendant of Mennonites. I know why my ancestors strove hard to find ways to live peacefully, and it's because they saw war and famine straight for several centuries and saw firsthand what was involved. War, famine, death, torture, families torn apart, devastation of nature, countryside.
Peace just works better.
Blu
__________________________
If you smile at me
I will understand
'Cause that is something
Everybody everywhere does in the same language
I can see by your coat, my friend
You're from the other side
There's just one thing I've got to know
Can you tell me please, who won?
Say, can I have some of your purple berries
Yes, I've been eating them for six or seven weeks now
Haven't got sick once
Prob'ly keep us both alive
Wooden ships on the water, very free, and easy
Easy, you know the way it's supposed to be
Silver people on the shoreline let us be
Talk'n 'bout very free, and easy
Horror grips us as we watch you die
All we can do is echo your anguished cries
Stare as all human feelings die
We are leaving, you don't need us
Go take a sister, then, by the hand
Lead her away from this foreign land
Far away, where we might laugh again
We are leaving, you don't need us
And it's a fair wind
Blowin' warm out of the south over my shoulder
Guess I'll set a course and go
Wooden Ships, Crosby, Stills and Nash