Blind Spots and Outlooks at War (Resentment)

When my blind spot doesn't respect your outlook, I feel justified to treat you any way I want. I can write you off in a million different ways – from simply not listening to you to literally killing you, and everything in between. The current National Domestic Violence Statistics state that 4 women and 3 children die as a result of abuse – each day, as in Every Day. That's just domestic violence – people who supposedly love each other. 

Now imagine what the statistics would be if measuring the more refined outlooks at war in the Board Rooms, congress, multinational companies – or if measuring the internal war within each of us. I think war starts with resentment – a little one that turns into a bigger one which turns into a humongous one. And that's just one resentment. Witness the number of ridiculous law suits in this country – embarrassing.

I once wrote down 5 pages, single-spaced of resentments. All based on my outlook at the time, which was predicated on my blind spots. I suspect that if I had devoted a little more time, I could have written down many, many more – big ones, little ones. 

Plum scary, if you ask me. I don't want my life to be about resentment – or war in any form. I've made a commitment to eradicate resentment as soon as I notice it. And I'm surrounded by people who will tell me when it's in my blind spot. And they've made the same stand in their lives. 

I can't make anyone else let go of resentment, but I can dang sure take radical responsibility for mine. And I hope you will too.