Goodbyes

in Mexico City

  I am sitting cross-legged on the floor of my half-packed room pondering how I can possibly summarize the immensity of this year in my last blog post. Like usual, I left the most challenging task for the very end and now I find myself rushed, searching for the right words to tell about all […]

August 27th

in Mexico City

I’ve been looking back, reflecting about the ten months I have spent here and I found this poem that I wrote on the plane as we were descending into the city. Thought I would share. im feelin like i need to floss, like i need to touch the hidden places on my body, the forgotten […]

Oaxaca aventures :)

in Mexico City

Last weekend I had my last monthly weekend off at the Casa and I headed to Oaxaca. I’ve wanted to go all year; somehow I left everything until the end. The teachers that are on strike manage bus companies that have direct service from the monumento a la revolución to Oaxaca centro for only 230 […]

Flashbacks

in Mexico City

  Earliest photo flashback: at the airport seeing off the wonderful familia Maya. When I first arrived at the Casa this family was staying here, awaiting their visas to the U.S. to be reunited with family. They were displaced from their ranch in the mountains of Oaxaca due to death threats from an increased narco […]

Festivalito multi-treque “la paloma”

in Mexico City

Tonight the clouds are shades of blue resting in pockets of silver and gold. Tonight the evening feels hesitant, unlike most days in the city where the hot afternoon sun shoots through the pollution fiery rays. We are heading into the rainy season and the whole city is softer, fading just a little into the […]

Chocolate Cimarrones

in Mexico City

Not many people know that the word chocolate has its roots in nahuatl. Chocolate comes from xococ (agrio) and alt (agua). Originally, the chocolate drink was fermented and sour (until the Spanish came and with them slaves and with them sugar). The name the cooperative “Cimarronez” has chosen is powerful as well. Cimarrón has two […]

Thoughts on migration, plan frontera sur and honduras…

in Mexico City

I have not yet written a blog post about immigration and it is a long time coming.  The reason I have not written about it is that the topic feels too big, too complicated politically, it contains too many real people I have encountered this past year. I have been struggling to give voice to […]

These layers of concrete are not everything

in Mexico City

I love plants. They force me to take notice of the small things. I grow plants because I love how slowly they change. It helps me to slow down too. To appreciate the way the sun comes out each day and every time the clouds open and give back the water they were holding. Growing plants in this city is like breathing, […]