The vocabulary of face-masks

Yesterday I went to the post-office. I hadn’t been ‘out’ in a while. Everyone was wearing face-masks. I made eye contact and smiled at several people like I always do, but obviously they couldn’t tell I was smiling and gave me cold stares in return. It reminded me of the isolation I felt when I lived in […]

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On how we deal with our personal history is how we deal with the world

This year, Mother’s Day in the United States is braided with the Mexican celebration that always takes place on May 10. I wake up with cards from my children, and breakfast in the balcony, and the promise of my six-year-old son to build a magic wand to bring my grandparents and my dog ​back ​to […]

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Cinco de Mayoshould be celebrated after all / A celebrar el Cinco de Mayo

I must confess, I’ve never celebrated Cinco de Mayo. I actually used to judge people who do, because it’s an absolute fallacy. In our country we seldom speak about it. It’s really not special. The two main events in history that are truly celebrated everywhere are our Independence Day and our Revolution. And yet, the […]

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On why I braid / La razón por la que trenzo

In time, you learn that there’s a difference between taking someone’s hand and braiding their soul because once a soul finds its way into your heart, you can’t let go. Undoing that braid and leaving the hair adrift would create an incredibly deep scar. So deep, that the now unbraided soul will forget in time […]

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A braiding ceremony: Fragmento dos

Braiding is a portal into the heart. It’s a ritual as old as humanity and has always been an energetic exchange of the outmost importance that transcends time, nationality and religion. For me, in Canvas, the headpiece I wear, which is inspired by the Tehuana tradition from Oaxaca, I have found a visual symbol of […]

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A Premonition: Fragmento uno

Ideas and insights into the future are up in the air. If you listen, sometimes you are able to grab them. But more often than not, the noise around you doesn’t allow you to listen. Yet when you do, you gear towards your purpose, as abstract as it might seem. It’s easy to think and to […]

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On braiding

On the surface of the unimaginable/ La superficie de lo inimaginable

The unimaginable happened. Time stopped. We have a truce for better or worse; we have a moment of silence to just be who we are, to remember who’s inside, aside from expectations, from timelines or deliverables. And yet that instant gratification system that we created and that we’ve become so accustomed to, forces us to keep […]

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Life in times of Coronavirus/ La vida en tiempos del COVID

Here we are, going through the same crisis almost at the same time: some countries are still living in the past, while others live in the future and we try to make sense of our present. I remember thinking for the longest time that if we had one common enemy, perhaps we would join forces. […]

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TALENT: Useless magic inside

I’ve always believed we all have this one thing that we bring to the world that we understand differently to everyone else, but have you ever felt that you can’t find a way to channel this talent? I wrote this reflection a couple of days ago. Today I don’t feel this way, but I know […]

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On seeds an the transformation of rituals/ Las semillas y la transformación de los rituales

It’s a funny thing what we did with traditions. Let’s go back in time for a minute: traditions began as rituals. What began as a commitment to connect with nature, turned into an excuse for excessive eating and drinking. What if we were to go back to the rituals that ground us? At least for […]

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A strange world / Un mundo raro

2020 began before I even got enough time to finish 2019. Too much happened in too little time. I found myself a bit paralyzed, not sure what the best way to start the year was. It basically felt as if I went to sleep in Japan dreaming of their culture and values, and woke up […]

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Day of the Death: Día de Muertos

In the white canvas of life there’s only one thing we know for sure: our time in this world is limited. I come from a place where we make friends with Death since we are children. Death is a woman, and we think of her in terms of La Catrina, created by Posadas, and made […]

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Those familiar faces

When did we decide that living apart was better than being together? It must have happened when we decided that work and achievements were our priorities. Not being busy seems to be so awful these days. And yet, it is well regarded to fragment ourselves. But are fragments created because of the distance, or are […]

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