As a species, belief in religion as the origin of our creation or being manifested via evolutionary manners we still must hail from a selected First. Whether that be Adam and Eve or the first to walk upright as monkeys, someone was first. Therefore, we all, as a species, come from one.
This means the institution of family is relative and limited to a narrow minded view and, of course, the notion of segregation is a mute point altogether. Interestingly I find my attention being drawn to the idea of a big family. Albeit, a global and distant family, but a family nonetheless. The very meaning of family means that we are all connected, related, by a single unit from some prior point. If one drew their lineage to some important historical figure one would claim to be “family” of said person despite having no prior contact or knowledge. We can use that same reasoning to draw connections to every person on the planet whether deceased, living or yet to be born.
This has importance to me, and every reader also, because of its implications on important divisive topics such as societal caste systems, regional and global politics, cultural celebration and even less obvious topics like land rights and usage. What if instead passing some man on the street you instead passed your very brother? How differently would you treat your community if it was comprised solely of kin?
Topics I ponder from time to time in my own life. How different a situation I would be in had I consumed the reality of connection versus the lies of segregation, how much more support I would have now!
Instead of a few half-siblings and one parent I have millions of siblings and parents, trillions of ancestors. I am connected to and entitled to every square inch of this planet because my culture is every culture and my people is all people. No longer will I justify borders under the outdated idea of yesterdays battles and quarrels, in which entire nations have been born from. Not as a egotistic or narcissistic mind frame do I present but as a small, minisucle grain of humble sand along the shoreline of existence who finally understands that the very beauty in sand itself is its sheer number of brethren who make a shoreline a beauty to behold and covet.
To contact me you must be a humanist…
“A real humanist can be identified more by his trust in the people, which engages him in their struggle, then by a thousand actions in their favor without that trust.” (“Pedagogy of the Oppressed” by Paulo Freire )