Generosity,
when considering the qualities we
reserve for our species (given that qualities and defects seem to derive from a degree of
awareness and rationalism only attainable by beings with the capacity to make
judgements about themselves and others) is one of the qualities I value most.
In fact,
and I would be lying if I were to say otherwise, it gives me great pleasure to
be the subject of the generosity of others, in much the same way as it pleases
me to reciprocate such gestures or to
have them, unexpectedly, towards others.
This thought
comes to mind because, very recently, people who have never seen me, do not
know me, know nothing about me, performed generous acts of offering of which I was the beneficiary , only because
they knew that the objects they offered, in this case collectible postage
stamps, would please me.
Perhaps if
they knew me better, disagreed with my opinions, found me lacking in qualities,
found me full of defects, or simply - as so often happens with us being unable able
to explain it - "didn't like my face", they would still do it.
And this is
really what I like to think.
Despite all
the differences, value judgements, prejudices, good or bad ideas, there may
always be a point of contact, a link in the chain, a least common denominator
that brings us together and accommodates us as a diverse, plural, multitudinous
species.
A stamp and
what it represents - the right to travel, an affirmation of nationality (and not
of nationalism, as it is so fashionable today, for the worst reasons) and
sovereignty - and what it focuses on - a cultural landmark, an anniversary, a
scientific achievement, our heritage, natural or constructed, etc., etc. - is
perhaps a perfect example of this.
All over
the world, there are people like me who are unaware of others who share an interest with
them. The main thing is that this interest be positive, constructive, a net
contributor to concord and understanding (not unanimism and chauvinism). In a word, it is fundamental that this interest is supported by a cultural dimension.
And then, it is
no less fundamental that we discover each other and let ourselves be taken up by our duty as the cultural ambassadors that we all are, due to our upbringing in one (or several)
cultural reality(ies) wherein, through the simple act of living, we forged our tastes, usages, beliefs (or lack thereof).
Because if
culture is the basis, fulcrum and support of relationships that generate understanding
and progress, being this or that; from here or there; like this or like that
is, let's not forget, the work of chance. We did not ask our parents to be, or
to be born, much less here or there.
Let us not
lose the capacity to question ourselves. We were not sent into the world with a
mission. We take the path we choose, always, and that path can always have room
to accommodate others walking with us, everyone, as long as they share our will
to walk, or a sincere and generous gesture such as the one that I was a beneficary of, when people who have never seen me, do not know me, know nothing about me,
offered me highly appreciated stamps.