Beautiful words…
Annestown Beach, Co. Waterford
Peace is something that I never, ever take for granted ~ either personal peace or public peace.
I was reared by my mother on the saying, passed to her by her father:
Better a dinner of herbs and peace therewith than roast ox and contention.
and I don’t think I ever prepare a meal of any significance without thinking of this.
At a broader level, I give thanks every single day for the fact that the horrific Troubles in Northern Ireland were brought to an end after endless negotiation. As a child and young teenager, I was absolutely terrified that they would spill drastically into the Republic of Ireland and had all sorts of Plans A, B …Z to try and escape the turmoil.
Talking not fighting is the key!
What sparked these thoughts was stumbling on this poem earlier today:
Peace
At the ship’s bow…
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