Last Thursday, the UN declared Palestine an independent state. 138 votes in favor. 9 against. 41 abstentions. That historic day marked the beginning of a peaceful resolution for a conflict that has been going on for far too long. However, this pleasant news (for most of the world that is) seems to have been overshadowed, and celebrations have been stifled by Israel’s dramatic and unreasonable response.
I read a quote a little while back that summed up why I find such comfort in travelling. It goes like this: “Not all those who wander are lost.” For the past couple of weeks since I’ve been back from Cuba, I’ve been trying to outline what it is that makes me so liberated when I’m away. What is it that I can’t seem to find here in my daily life that is so emphasized when I am on different soil?
Rumi was a 13th century Iranian mystic poet. His poems are internationally acclaimed and he is considered one of the most inspirational poets of all time. I love many of his poems, but today I chose to post this one. It puts me at peace as I find comfort in his words. I hope you do too.
I was told journalism is dead. And although I had reasons that justified why I chose this program, I was skeptical about whether I actually wanted to be a “journalist”. After my first few weeks at Sheridan, my perception has changed drastically. I believe that the goals of journalists have changed because the demand of the public has changed. Facts can make for an informative story, but perspective makes for an intriguing one.