In 2014 I went on a personal journey to one of the most conflicted lands where narrative lockdowns imprison identities through fear, mistrust, hatred and violence.
These lockdowns have generated a history of separated realities, but against all odds and to my biggest surprise, I encountered hope in a tiny little place in the West Bank.
I saw, for the first time, Israelis and Palestinians meeting each others’ humanity.
This feeling of hope took me back and forth to the conflicted land.
I learned that people can shift from a place of darkness to a place of light, working on the painful past and shaping a better future.
I learned that the solution to division and conflict is within us, we just need to practice to be better humans.
My Swiss home became a בית – بيت – a house of Hope, welcoming those who are giving it a try.
My voice became the echo of their beautiful voices.
My wall became one of union, not adversity, and a tribute to my Israeli and Palestinian mentors in learning humanity.
