I want to tell you a story, it is a true story. I don’t know why I am here or what I am doing. It is weird…
Let me introduce myself. I am Jina, oh wait, I think my name is Nika. what am I saying, I am actually Asra or maybe Sarina. Don’t mind me I am a bit confused. you know what that dosen’t matter what my name is. I have many names.
I think I have to tell you how it started. many years ago there was one little girl, she was all alone. she felt isolated and couldn’t speak her truth about what she felt. she decided to find some other people who could understand her. It was hard on her, she didn’t belong. Finally she made her mind and traveled very very far to another land. People were different, they could be the ones. she felt different. she could be herself. She could talk and talk. people were listening to her, no one judge her, but she felt alone. she didn’t feel comfort. what could be the reason she wondered for some time. she left that place and traveled even further. there was new people, she spoke her mind. she looked and looked and looked. sadly for her she was all alone. she realised that maybe it is normal. may be that is how everyone feels. she was with herself, her thought was “I am individual. I am me, one single voice, one single mind” until …
One day she was many names. she was I, I was she.
Today I am not one, We are one. we are individuals speaking out our mind. she belong to us. we belong to her. my name is Freedom. my name is life, beauty. I am peace. I am love.
Marzieh B blog 