We do not live in a country, I think, we live in a world. We are not some disparate collection of arbitrarily drawn boundaries that divide us, but rather a beautiful tapestry of the intricate things that connect us. There is so little we do not share, and so many dreams we have in common.
it is our dreams that tell us who we really are and what is important for us, ... they are our identity, our reality, our comfort in the dark night and our defence against the false paths strewn in front of us by a society that, so often, does not honour their wisdom. (ref: Paula Constant)