Today it is two years ago since the terror attacks that affected the nation of Norway as well as the whole world. I don’t want to write the name of the man who killed those 77 persons that day, as he is not worth remembering by name.
But please, never forget the 69 young victims after the shooting at Utøya or the 8 killed by the bomb planted outside the government buildings in Oslo on the 22nd of July 2011 . Talk about them, sing their songs and remember their names so they keep living in the hearts of their families and in the rest of the world. I like what the Prime Minister of Norway said in a speech today – “We must never give up our values in the face of terrorism. The answer to violence is more openness, more democracy, but never naivety.”
Link here to Euronews and the speech of Norway´s Prime Minister Jens Stoltenberg today.
I don’think there is an easy answer of how to avoid this to happen again but I know we all need a warm secure home and heart somewhere, a place where we belong and where we feel love, friendship, respect and warmth. Those homes and hearts look different and mine is within the Sami. We need to help each other to find that home; glowing embers spread around in this world and fed by empathy and with respect of human rights. Help each other to include, not exclude. Persons without that heart, without identity, tend to make up there own world with rules and regulations – they make their own “right and wrong” – and THAT is dangerous for our society and world. Did the man that killed two years ago in Norway have a warm secure home and heart as a child and adolescent, filled with a feeling of belonging, love and empathy? I doubt it…
Yet, it is important to sometimes let go from that secure environment. People, who have spent all their lives within their secure home and heart, sometimes become antagonists and meet a different behaviour, culture or language with suspicion and even hate instead of with curiosity.
I have taken my 100 vessels of glass into their home and heart, into the Ulldevis Mountains in northwest Sweden. Then they have been on a “walkabout” to other countries and cultures, near and far.