You’ve made it this far

I think we all deserve a virtual hug. We really do. Simply for waking up and doing whatever we do, putting our heart into it, when everything is against us. This year, the road we walk has had more valleys than mountains. The mountains have been steeper than never. But we are still trying. I […]

Requiem for the lines we crossed

Once upon a time there was a line, one of those that should not be crossed. Straight and confident. Vertical. Parallel to humanity. Dividing the good from the bad. On one side, threats against curiosity. Warnings not to cross it. On the other, uncertainty. Darkness Nobody really knows what there is. When in doubt, most prefer to look away into the distance, from […]

Dear you: Live with intention

The braid. A braid is so much more than a hair-do. This is what my braid is made of. And this is where the journey begins.

Braided Conversations: The Labyrinth of Solitude

“The Labyrinth of Solitude,” a beautifully written and deeply felt discourse on Mexico’s quest for identity that gives us an unequalled look at the country hidden behind “the mask.” We build perceptions on the identity of others through the stories that we hear or read about them. There is so much to be told about […]

Made in Miami: Agustina Woodgate

It takes a lifetime to loose respect to matter, meaning material things that were created with a specific purpose. It starts when people tell you what things are for. They mean well, but often they don’t leave room for improvisation. In Latin America, need often gives way to creativity.

Bridges and Frontiers

Bridges and Frontiers

Frontiers; religious frontiers; physical frontiers; language frontiers; social frontiers, and ideological frontiers. And yet for every frontier there is also the possibility of building bridges. And bridges are not direct entry-points. They are not doors either. They are a different way to wend one’s way through the route of understanding something that can often feel […]

Threads to the past.

Mestizaje

My grandmother used to say to me, ‘you can lose everything, except for the things you know, because no one can take that away from you.’ It is one of those phrases that often comes back to me, and that I repeat to my children. The quarantine has taught all of us the importance of developing an inner world, which is usually a result of our individual curiosity, and is cultivated by knowledge.