From over your shoulder...
Why does peace seem to be such a most elusive commodity these days? Has it always been there, just out of reach for most? I was struck by this as I walked around and noticed the word coming up over and over in the glittering house Christmas decorations all around us.
It’s easy to confuse actions with feelings when you think about peace. It is an intangible quality after all. It’s written about frequently. It means something different to everyone searching for it. Yet instinctively they all know it must be worthwhile if only they could find it.
It’s vast. It’s out there somewhere.
This holiday season
I’ve heard it described as “your” peace. Similar to “your” truth. So maybe these are individual things. Those of us who think in black-and-white terms, with little grey in between, will always believe in right versus wrong, and only one truth. That’s what makes people interesting.
This Christmas I had a hard time thinking about presents for loved ones and friends. Seems to me, we all have so much anyway. I continue to sort “stuff” since the epic move in May. My mind is scrambled. It definitely isn’t at peace.
It will be so good once all the kitchen renovation is done, as I’ll really be able to get rid of all kinds of boxed mysteries that still lurk in the storage locker downstairs. It’s an exciting project, as the additional room will allow me to continue learning about podcasts that I’d love to do. Downside. It doesn’t encourage peace of mind.
Christmas Day this year, just a couple of days ago, gave me a precious gift. I had felt furious and belittled by a very close friend. My anger had lasted weeks. I’d resolved never to have any kind of relationship with said person again. I felt so hurt and angry that the easiest thing would seem to be just to cut off the friendship. But after years of great friendship, that prospect certainly didn’t give me peace of mind.
Then a Christmas miracle woke me early in the morning. It was the strangest thing. A feeling of warmth and contentment flooded me. There was no warning. It was just there. Something, someone had bestowed a gift to me.
Hmmm...
I can’t say it was forgiveness. The feeling was so much more than that. It was just quiet joy, knowing I have so much in life. Most of all, that I’m blessed with a mostly fully functioning mind. (Forget the fact that I actually need my GPS to find my way around a shopping centre!)
It was as if my mind gently played all the things in my life that can be considered wonderful blessings. A new appreciation, a resurrection of contentment that washed away the sadness and anger that had taken over in the last while. Those emotions had vanished. Peace, and the urge to find even more of it, had suddenly taken its place.
The greatest truth in all of this was the perfect joy of finding “my” peace. It was the knowledge that now I’ve seen what it looks like I can turn to the feeling every time I need it to cope with sad and bad events in life. It is like actually being able to descend into a deep well of human kindness that makes you want to pass that feeling on.
This, in the midst of global wars, hatred, and complete disregard for fellow human beings. There are so many times when you just simply despair of any improvement in the world situation.
At the same time, it’s important to remember, so many others in the world are gradually starting to cause change. That you’re not just a voice in the wilderness.
In the last gasp of 2023 Bogotá, Columbia has commenced escalating taxes on ultra-processed foods. Their government recognizes how this scourge is causing health mayhem in their people. Cancer, diabetes and other awful non-infectious diseases have been shown to increase as populations eat more and more junk food.
Looking forward
2024 will no doubt see much more in the way many governments add “fat taxes,” VAT tax and so forth. They are now becoming aware of how medical issues drain their coffers. Also how coffers can be easily filled with even small extra taxes on sugary drinks and processed foods.
Remember, if you’re about to eat food from a package or a bag it is most likely an ultra-processed food. It’s always a good thing to try and visualize possible easy replacements.
The days are getting longer. Just by minuscule amounts. I cannot really feel the difference yet, but I know it’s happening. Similar to my feeling of peace. There is a slight feeling of satisfaction intermingled somehow. I’ve managed to survive another year.
What will the next one bring? A ripple of excitement, of expectation, disturbs the flow of my thoughts. But that new discovery, the peace, remains undisturbed. I will turn to it, try to cling to it, no matter what the next year will bring.
Wow, we’re at the end of 2023. It’s been an event-filled time. Now on to another year ahead. My wish for you is that it will be the best it can possibly be for you–and, may the world find peace.
