On Loving Your Enemy
It is possible to respect the potential for love in the soul of an enemy while firmly disallowing the enemy from causing harm.
This is a raw, impromptu story about philosophical matters that are bigger than life. I am just going to type and let it be raw. I was going to write about it a couple of months ago and then a few enemies raised their hostile heads, and the story became more nuanced.
So here is how I feel about it.
I am not a theoretician. I have not had a sheltered life. In fact, quite surprisingly for my bushy-tailed pre-immigrant self, my adult life has been crazy tough. I have been through physical violence, slander, abuse, numerous betrayals, too much toughness really, but I guess just enough to make me who I am. I have also experienced a very satisfying life full of emotional depths, pleasant honesty, and love. I've experienced loyalty, total belonging, the kind of love that is so beautiful that I don't know how people live without ever experiencing such a love.
My experience has led me to believe that this entire thing, this entire thing we do on Earth, is…
