I first read Peace Pilgrim's book when I was a young, idealistic college student active in the peace movement. At that time I truly believed that I, and others of my generation, could change the world. I was inspired by her words and eager to go forth and help others.
Of course, there was that whole section of life called establishing a social work career and another segment called raising children; plus a concurrent section called trying to pay the bills. Soon life fell into a routine, placing one foot after another, but seldom with joy in my heart as the Peace Pilgrim did.
Now I am 65years old and looking back I wonder, did I help change the world? The news is filled with stories of wars, murders, and rapes. People continue to hurt other people. Our TV shows and movies are full of violence. What happened to the idealism of my generation, the ones who said “give peace a chance?”
Oh I know that here and there I gave some comfort. I listened with an empathic heart to the troubles of my clients. I tried to resolve their problems and acted as an advocate. I offered boxes of tissues to dry the tears. I know these actions were appreciated and every little bit helps. But did they change the world?
After re-reading PEACE PILGRIM, HER LIFE AND WORK IN HER OWN WORDS, I understand its messages at a deeper level. I have decided that I must find inner peace before attempting to bring peace to others. I have re-discovered that possessions can become burdens. My husband and I gave away most of our belongings and are now living quietly in our motorhome.
I have been practicing thinking positive thoughts and trying to see good in everyone. I try to follow Peace Pilgrim's example of living without fear, although I think that is probably my greatest test.
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I am a storyteller. I like to wrap inspirational messages inside little vignettes of my life or the lives of others. I grew up in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan, have lived in an RV, and am now living in a senior apartment. Everything I've experienced in my 67 years in this incarnation is fair game to be written about.