1.Your Heritage is deeply rooted within you.
2.What’s belong to the past should stay in the past.
3.Can I create new identity without my heritage ?
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Imagine a tree. Not one of those young saplings just beginning to reach toward the sky, but a grand, weathered oak. Its branches stretch outward, embracing the wind, the sun, and even the storms. But its strength—its grace—comes not from what is visible above ground. It comes from what lies hidden: the roots. Our heritage is much like those roots—anchoring us, nourishing us, invisible but vital.
In the race of modern life, we often look outward—toward progress, toward other cultures, other stories, other people. This is beautiful. It is necessary. But if we admire others without first honoring where we come from, our appreciation remains shallow. We become like a tree marveling at another’s blossoms, while forgetting its own roots are starving. Only when we treasure the soil from which we grow can we truly admire the gardens of others.
This truth came to life for me not in a lecture, but throughout my life remembering and holding to deeply within my Heart, in the quiet moments with my grandparents. My grandmother would hum lullabies from her village as she peeled vegetables for a traditional dish. My grandfather’s eyes sparkled with pride when he recounted the way he built their first home with his bare hands. These weren’t just stories—they were echoes. Echoes of laughter, of pain, of resilience. Through them, I began to understand myself. Not just as a person with a name, but as a continuation of something deeper.
Our connection to our parents and grandparents is not just biological—it’s spiritual. Their choices, their voices, and even their silences, shaped the soil in which we now grow. They are not just people of the past; they are the architects of our present. To dismiss their stories is to weaken the foundation of our own. And when we do honor them, suddenly the world expands—not shrinks. We begin to recognize the universal patterns of love, loss, migration, survival—woven across every culture, every people. That’s when true appreciation begins. That’s when we can see beauty in others not as something foreign, but as something familiar in a different language.
This idea finds its home in the Root Chakra. This chakra, located at the base of the spine, represents stability, security, and our sense of belonging. When we value our heritage—when we truly acknowledge the stories of our elders—we nourish our Root Chakra. We feel grounded. Connected. Safe. Without this grounding, we float—searching endlessly for meaning, but never quite arriving. A balanced Root Chakra allows us to stand firmly in who we are, and from there, reach out with openness to others.
As I’ve grown older, I’ve begun to see the legacy of my family not as a weight, but as wings. The songs, the recipes, the accents, the rituals—they are not limitations. They are roots giving me the courage to reach outward. Because I am grounded, I am not threatened by what is different. I am curious. Respectful. Open.
Let us not be trees who envy another’s bloom without feeding our own soil. Let us not walk as strangers on a path that our ancestors paved with their hands and hearts. Our stories matter. Our roots matter. And through them, we begin to see the radiant beauty in everyone else’s.