Blog #307 — reading: about 0.8 minutes

Who is the teacher? The parent or the child? The answer is obvious, you think, until you become a parent. Then you enter the gray zone, and not only from a lack of sleep.

Can you love someone without liking them? You might think the answer is obvious. Until your children turn into teenagers. Love, yes, but like? Sometimes that’s asking too much.

And that’s when you finally understand that love-your-neighbor memo. Religions and philosophies don’t ask you to like your neighbor. They command you to love your neighbor.

At places I have worked, I had not always liked my colleagues. But I often loved what we achieved as a team.

Today I find myself not really liking some of my fellow (planetary) citizens based on their politics. But I am now wise enough to know that liking matters little, as long as I still love who we can become.

And thus what we teach and learn together.

Welcome to my side of the nonsense divide.