
Growing up moving around quite a bit within the States and Spain, my parents from two different countries, and having two older brothers, my mind was often on gender and geographic politics, even at the age of four. As early as I could handle paper and pen, writing became a means of making sense of things (more on my background and books here).
Back then, I delighted in being a novelty. At the same time, I knew enough that it was tragic how presidents and kings war over map lines, treat people unjustly because of them, and use them to decree who can’t marry whom.
Now I delight in how citizens are taking matters into their own hands. These days, it’s hard to find anyone on my street who isn’t some sort of blend and proud of it. There’s everything to gain from meeting people from everywhere and reaping all the good we can teach each other.
My husband, Khashayar, is from Iran, which means extra celebrating at the Spring Equinox. Persian New Year is cultural, not religious. Cuntries that also celebrate it include Iraq, Afghanistan, Georgia, Kyrgyzstan, Tajikistan, Uzbekistan, India, and Albania. Even Japan celebrates it’s own version.
Here’s a speech about it I did during my stint as a member of Toastmasters, an organization that teaches public speaking and leadership skills…
Source: Happy Persian New Year + Dog Poem by Lalita Bawa + Podcast – Happiness Between Tails by da-AL






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