Where am I from? … does it matter?

Every time I speak with a stranger it’s a matter of time that this question pops out: “I notice you have an accent, where are you from?”. It’s very interesting that this always happens with English speakers, who have so many different accents already. Only in the United States, there are at least 50 different accents. One per State. Not to mention all the islands and other countries where English is the first language. However, in America, there is this big deal about accents… well, truth is about foreign accents. Instead of being admired for being talented enough to speak fluently another language.

What’s the deal with labels? Does it matter where someone is from? Will labeling them make a difference in this world? Aren’t we living in the 21st century? Isn’t the world globalized enough? Wouldn’t it be nice if people were more interested in other’s culture and learn from them?

It shocks me to realize that the place with no culture or heritage has taken over. And now even those with some heritage and culture left are willing to leave it behind and not pass it on to further generations.

If yoga had not been passed from generation to generation as a legacy, I would have never discovered it and praise it this much! I would have never benefited from it. If Sanskrit or Gurmukhi would have stopped being spoken, I’d never benefited from meditating and chanting mantras in these languages.

We are all one. I am the “foreign” and I’m also the “local”. I’m culture and also ignorance. Whether I like it or not. It’s hard to explain because it’s mystic.

In conclusion, it doesn’t matter where anyone’s from. Because we are all humans trying to live in earth. Dealing with emotions, needs, struggles and joy. We’re all flesh and bones. Life, politics, economics and many other circumstances get us where we are geographically. But that is not our fault. What makes us stand out is our legacy, the memories from our ancestors. Not money nor fame. It’s our identity, and that’s beautiful. Because it’s like an unique shade we add to humanity. A flavor.

Embrace and respect. Starting to do it with myself (and you, with yourself). If we start by ourselves, maybe one day we can achieve to do so with the rest. And the world will be a better place.


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