One of the best things about traveling is that it forces me to remember how universally communicated love is. Regardless of whether or not you can communicate verbally with those around you, there is always communication in love. Love can be felt without words, no matter if you spend a moment in passing someone or possibly a few minutes engaged in conversation of international gestures.
My wanderings over the past few days have refreshed my appreciation for the beauty of the human spirit; it is a beauty that shines no matter whether the language, no matter the circumstance. I am very limited in my use of the Greek language, essentially only having mastered kalimera, yasu, pame, parkolo and efharisto — the words for good morning, hello, let’s go, please, and thank you. Limited to say the least, but that hasn’t mattered. Aside from the fact that most Greeks successfully speak some broken English, those that don’t are the ones I appreciate even more. From the donkey guides, to the cathedral keepers, their smiles communicate love. The simple smiles and enthusiastic hospitality of the Greeks has communicated far more to me than their words could possibly do alone. They love their country, they love sharing their love for their country with others, and they are unabashed about how they love one another.
Travel, especially in a place where you don’t speak the language, is proof that actions do speak louder than words. Everything we do communicates something; never underestimate the power of this for you may unknowingly inspire strangers through the beauty and love for life that shines through you, your attitude and your smile.