I come from a place many know as Mexico City. Yet, like so many names in our world, these words cannot fully capture the depth of what this land means to me—a place that has nourished the roots of my being.
I am one of countless children born from the era of European expansion, the enslavement of African peoples, and the resistance of Indigenous communities across the territory now called the Americas. Still, I honor the name given by the ancients: Anáhuac.
When I share these words with you, my intention is not to confine my identity or consciousness solely to this chapter of history. I hope you understand that I also see myself as a child of the Earth, nurtured by starlight—a timeless being. Within me flows the wisdom and eternity of the cosmos, magnitudes that transcend the world we can name, and thus, the world we can fully comprehend.
Yet, I have chosen to embrace the intricate web of thoughts, relationships, and histories that shape my social identity—a web woven in the most recent chapter of our collective journey. This era, marked by thunder and chant, has profoundly shaped the world as we know it.
I am one of countless children born from the era of European expansion, the enslavement of African peoples, and the resistance of Indigenous communities across the territory now called the Americas. Still, I honor the name given by the ancients: Anáhuac.
When I share these words with you, my intention is not to confine my identity or consciousness solely to this chapter of history. I hope you understand that I also see myself as a child of the Earth, nurtured by starlight—a timeless being. Within me flows the wisdom and eternity of the cosmos, magnitudes that transcend the world we can name, and thus, the world we can fully comprehend.
Yet, I have chosen to embrace the intricate web of thoughts, relationships, and histories that shape my social identity—a web woven in the most recent chapter of our collective journey. This era, marked by thunder and chant, has profoundly shaped the world as we know it.