Only love!. Le mur des je taime, The wall, Paris.
I like to consider myself a citizen of the world, after living abroad for seven years and travelling to many different countries and experiencing different cultures I feel like I belong to each one of those countries and to none of them at the same time.
Because after seeing so much I came to the conclusion that at the end we are all the same.
There are not differences besides the ones we like to create and there are not barriers besides the ones we want to draw.
So how can I belong to only one place when I truly belong to the whole world?
I (what the society would like to identify as a Hispanic woman) have recently travel to Europe with fifty five Asians.
I was sad to see how all the cultures stereotypes didn’t take long to emerge. It didn’t take me long to realize how full of prejudice, misconceptions and hate people are.
They go around with a need to delineate differences and create spaces between us according to the way we look, sound or act.
I have experienced different cultures myself to really understand the reason behind why people act and think in a certain way.
Stereotypes are just a reflection of the ignorance and absent of understanding of those reasons.
Those who know won’t ever judge someone from his skin color, his appearance, his accent, his traditions or his beliefs.
As a traveler I now understand
We are all different and thats what makes this world so unique and beautiful.
What scares me is that there are still people who expect everyone to think, behave and express the same way they do only based on what they think it is the right way. Unfortunately it is impossible!
Those are the people who are the first to expand negativism, frustration, hate and discrimination.
There is a quote that I love by Aldous Huxley that says To travel is to discover that everyone is wrong about other countries.
All the travelers understand that discrimination and prejudice only come from those who have clearly never experience other cultures and those who have clearly only read the first page of a book and are pretending to know the ending.
I was blessed to be born in a third world country and I say blessed because I believe that that helped me to see the world with more humble eyes.
That helped me to be more sensitive to others needs and that helped me to become more aware of all the blessings in my life.