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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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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Once upon a piñata/ Había una vez una piñata

Oh piñatas, Lovely and colorful objects of desire that make children and adults so very happy. Carton, paper, glitter and metallic hues. Cathartical works of art that allow us, since early childhood, to work towards a common objective. Joy, friendship and laughter, that eventually give way to our darkest thoughts: violence, followed by ambition and […]

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Day of the Death: Celebrate Life

Being alive is a fatal condition. The moment we are born, we basically begin to die. I’ve always been intrigued by Death. Every year I honor her, and the effect she has in my experience of life by celebrating ‘Day of the Death’ with my family.

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Life as a piñata: a reflection on cultural assimilation

I grew up in Mexico, a city drowned by myths, legends and ghosts, celebrating death with music and bright colors, and believing that the spirits of the departed co-exist among the living with their own role in the life of those who love them, and won’t let them go. I would attend mass, and look […]

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When I become a mother/ Cuando sea mamá

 When I become a mother, oh the things I will teach my children. I’ll sing to them every song; even those songs that have never been sang. I’ll fill their minds with stories of magic and wisdom, and show them how life and emotions work. I will let them get dirty when they play. We […]

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On post-partum depression, and my journey through motherhood.