I saw the ocean, deep blue and weightless, rising toward the shore.I watched that immense wave break upon the rocks, its fury spilling …
I saw the ocean, deep blue and weightless, rising toward the shore.I watched that immense wave break upon the rocks, its fury spilling …
From the navel, sacred knot of life,a thread ascends to dance with the sun,woven in gold, in shadow, free of strife,a mantle embracing the heart as one.A subtle feather, spreading in its flight,like a flower spilling colors on the field,so too the rebozo, in its woven might,holds love in every thread it dares to yield.Oh, …
The dream took all that still remained,the tangled hours beneath my side,while hunger, wild and unrestrained,devoured itself, then sought to hide.The weary sun spoke to the sky,a thread of light, so faint, so frayed,and I, with dreams that bled me dry,could not find rest, nor strength to stay.Yet none of this could dim my view:I …
The celebration of Kurhikuaeri K’uinchekua, also known as the New Fire or the Purépecha New Year, is one of the most important and meaningful traditions for the Purépecha people. This event, held every February 1st, is more than just a change of calendar: it is a moment of spiritual, cultural, and communal renewal.On February 1, …
