My racism

After suffering from racism I got involved with activists who work for justice. I met indigenous people who are working for their rights. I realized how similar they are to Palestinian refugees in refugee camps. Their conditions were worse that the conditions of Palestinians. I learned about their stories and the injustice that happened and still happens to them. I realized I was part of the system that oppresses them. I looked at the mirror and saw my ignorance and racism. I saw an Israeli. I realized my transgression. It took me 15 years to realize I'm part of the oppressing system. I was loosing my identity as a channel for justice and truth.

One native Canadian once told me to take my privilege and go home. I was hurt for a bit then realized that  a Palestinian refugee would say the same thing to an Israeli who is colonizing Palestine. He was right. I had no business being in his home land enjoying the privileges that the crown bestowed upon me. Even though I was only getting the crumbs, but that was much more that they got. My privilege was built on the suffering of others.  I had to decolonize. I had to go back to Palestine and work for truth and justice here and stand with the children of my homeland. Feeling my own racism that hurt others and working to right the wrong isn't ego. I was reclaiming my humanity and compassion that was drowned by the apathy and consumerism that came with my privilege. There was a huge contradiction between how I live and my mission in life, which is to be a channel of truth and justice. I was needed in Palestine to stand by the children of my homeland and help relief the suffering of injustice and ignorance . I felt I had the perspective of understanding the ignorance of  the colonizers.  I wanted to be a bridge between Palestinians and the Israeli oppressors. You might misunderstand my experience maybe because you haven't suffered from the pain if occupation. Your homeland is free but Palestine, who I think of as a living being, and that being is my mother, is still suffering greatly from the extreme violence and injustice of the Israeli occupation and racism. The children of Palestine suffer daily from this injustice and are murdered daily. I couldn't keep running away from the reality I was born in and responsibility towards the children of my motherland. When I came back, I threw myself in the arms of mother Palestine and submitted. I asked: how can I serve, and the answers came as people and opportunities to relief suffering and spread truth and build bridges. I'm not restricting myself to a role. I am drawn to building bridges of understanding by spreading truth and compassion.  

The world needs more people who have compassion and love to inspire people to be the best they can be. My purpose is to raise consciousness and increase compassion so that one day we can live in true peace, safety and love where all humans are equal and Mother Earth is respected and cherished.