Diversity, equality, inclusion
embrace in their circle reminders of power, structure distance, absences and more, with no name, no words to describe feelings that get carried over, sometimes, over and over, over lifetimes over generations. We are what we have seen, heard and experienced, what we have let go, held on, grown out of, and what remains. Each of us a masterpiece of timeless and timed evolution of moments of a lifetime. What defines me? how I spell color or colour my skin that doesn’t change the many languages that shape my thought? My empathy, my accent, my gender, my food, clothes, job, roles culture, habits, habitats? What do I bring to the circle, to the table to my cohort, colleagues and community, in different countries, counties, mapped and unmapped, to diverse cultures, languages topographies and more variations than I can list? To my collective, I offer my lifetime, my circle has ‘me’, an amalgamation of memories of countries, counties, languages, cultures food, love, laughter, that nurture me, tears and hopes that remind me to find meaning empathy, connections and a purpose for this ephemeral life. I share this ’self’ with my circle, I hope my vulnerabilities my strengths are viewed a such, that it will open others to start our journey on a common ground of sharing what makes us, us. From this common ground we start our conversations start our culture, inoculated with moments of lifetimes of experiences and empathy. In these shared lessons we grow together being symbionts creating pathways for co-operation, networking to thrive, together. Lets empathise collect and connect views of diversity, equity and inclusion, be pleasantly surprised at the common values we hold dear, and work together culturing diversity equality inclusion for our collective future together. -By Neeraja Havaligi
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