How a single conversation between two communities that had stopped speaking became a method, a curriculum, and a book called To Peace on Earth.
In 2009 two neighbourhoods separated by one street had not spoken in eleven years. There was no war. There was no treaty to sign. There was just a slow, ordinary hardening — the kind that does not make the news and does not go away on its own.
We booked a hall on neutral ground, put out thirty chairs, and invited both sides to a conversation with a single rule: you may say anything, but before you answer, you must be able to repeat what the last person said in a way they would accept.
Four people came. The following week, nine. By the eleventh Tuesday there were not enough chairs, and by the spring the two neighbourhoods held a shared vigil that has now run for sixteen consecutive years.
Nothing about that is dramatic. That is precisely the finding. The method is repeatable, it is cheap, it survives handover to local leadership, and it works in places where far better-funded processes have collapsed. Seventeen years later it runs in forty-two countries — and none of it depends on us.
"We are not in the business of agreement. We are in the business of making disagreement survivable."
The whole method, unabridged — including the parts that did not work. 328 pages, nine chapters, seventeen years.
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Every format carries the same nine chapters. The signed edition adds a hand-numbered plate and the original 2009 session notes as an appendix.
Each one ends with a worked example and a page of things to try on Thursday. It is a manifesto that behaves like a manual.
How communities stop speaking — not in a single event, but through eleven small withdrawals that nobody records. A taxonomy of the ordinary hardening that precedes every conflict we have ever been called into.
Signed agreements collapse at a predictable rate. Informal neighbourhood arrangements survive at a far higher one. This chapter examines why, and what the formal world could take from the informal.
The physical and procedural design of a dialogue circle: neutral ground, fixed rhythm, the restatement rule, and the eight facilitator moves that keep a room from tipping. The operational core of the book.
On aid that humiliates. Why programmes that solve the material problem and ignore the dignity problem buy a year of quiet and a decade of resentment — with three cases where we made exactly that mistake.
A ceasefire without a livelihood is a pause. How co-operatives, market routes and micro-grants change the arithmetic of a negotiation by giving both sides something to lose.
The full schools curriculum, reproduced and free to use: forty minutes a week of listening, arguing well, and repair. Written with teachers rather than for them.
On inherited narrative: how a grievance is transmitted across three generations, and the specific interventions that interrupt the transmission without asking anyone to forget.
What it costs an individual to be seen crossing the line first, and how a process can lower that cost. Includes the protocol we use to protect first-movers from their own side.
Handover. How to design a programme that is meant to end, how to tell when it should, and the uncomfortable metrics we publish when it doesn't.
We accept no funding that arrives with a political condition attached, and we publish every donor above one per cent of income. In seventeen years we have turned down four significant grants for this reason, and the list is in the annual report.
Every country programme has a handover date written into it on day one. If we are still needed after five years, we have done it wrong — and we report the overrun rather than the anniversary.
Chapter four of the book is three of our own mistakes, in detail, with names removed and lessons kept. A method that only reports its successes is not a method — it is marketing.
No breakthroughs. Just Tuesdays, repeated, in more and more places — and the occasional year where something we had built quietly held under pressure.
The first circle, in a rented hall on neutral ground between two neighbourhoods that had not spoken in eleven years.
Both sides gathered on the same street for the first time. It has been held every year since without our involvement.
A joint co-operative launched where dialogue had stalled. The conversation restarted on its own, three months later, over inventory.
Forty minutes a week of listening, arguing well and repair — piloted in eleven classrooms, now taught in three hundred.
Our facilitators were asked to hold the side rooms at a regional accord. Nothing historic happened in them, which was the point.
When everything closed, trust built over a decade turned out to be the fastest distribution logistics available.
To Peace on Earth published in English; eleven translations followed within two years.
The current goal, unromantic and countable: ten thousand standing circles by 2035, every one of them locally led.
A small central team and several hundred local facilitators who are, in every sense that matters, the organisation.
Placeholder portraits and roles — replace with your team's photographs and names before launch.
— To Peace on Earth, chapter nine
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