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Allies and Enemies?

Gets you thinking doesn't it. Are they friend or foe? Ally or enemy?

Over the past few days, something hit me between the eyes as things do sometimes. Recently (and in the past) there have been people who have threatened me professionally and personally. Recently I have become aware that this is a common phenomenon, we all feel threatened one way or another by other people sometimes, it's human nature ...

The interesting bit is that when someone feels threatened, there is a reaction that often involves the person feeling threatened thinking, hey - is this person who is threatening a friend or a foe? Different races respond in different ways - societies that are generally somewhat hostile in nature naturally foster a fear of others who threaten you and hence, a feeling that someone who is a threat is also a foe, an enemy. The reality is that often that threat is actually a wake up call - a reminder from someone that you can do better, and that person is actually a friend helping you along the way. How do you know - well a bit of common sense and thinking about what positive things you can take away from the relationship from the other person is in my mind the first step..

As the saying goes, make friends, not war

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