Picture this: you are on a rocket departing Earth. You go very high up, reach the edge of the atmosphere and as you go further and further away, the Earth becomes smaller and smaller. So small that you can now barely see it within the vastness of the Universe.
And yet, on this small world we spend so much time, effort and money fighting each other.
We fight over borders, politics, religion, wealth and ideas. We divide ourselves into us and them, often forgetting that from the cosmic perspective there is no them. There is only us, one species sharing the same planet.
From far away everything that divides us disappear. Even the differences that seem so important to us become invisible. But every human being, although invisible too from far away, remains something extraordinary.
Every person is a unique story: someone who was once a child, someone who loves and is loved, someone who hopes, fears, remembers and dreams. When we reduce people to numbers (thousands of refugees, millions of victims, countless of casualties) we risk forgetting what those numbers actually represent.
The cosmic perspective does not teach us that we are insignificant. It teaches us exactly the opposite.
Every human life matters enormously. We should remember that before we decide to fight.
