Eréndira
The wind carried whispers of pale men from the east, armed with thunder and mounted on giant beasts. In Tzintzuntzan, beneath Michoacán’s copper sky, Princess...
Chapter II | Music
The gray office where I work carries the monotony of an unchanging landscape; the constant hum of printers, the incessant tapping of keys, and the...
Cherán Atzicuirin: A León Native’s Perspective
In 2023, the leaders of the musical groups SONAR Las Joyas from León, Guanajuato, and Tarhiata Jimpanhe from Cherán Atzicuirin—both ensembles made up of children...
The ones who stayed
In this land of old stories and cherished customs, of the scent of burning wood, where time is measured in handfuls of earth and love...
The Bonfire of Tangaxoán
I am Tangáxoan Tzíntzicha, Cazonci of Tzintzuntzan, and in the twilight of my life the echo of an empire turning to ash resounds within me....
Chapter I | Silence
In the silent hours of dawn—when I was already preparing to face another day of routine—it seems almost unreal to recall that, at the tender...
The Fire, Xakuarhu, and I
Just over a year ago, my journey led me to Santa Clara for the very first time—a trip that left an indelible mark, a prelude...
Beneath the Shadow of Kurhikuaeri Kuinchekua
Not long ago, in Santa Clara del Cobre, the New Fire was kindled—a symbolic spark said to revive ancient rituals, rekindle collective memory, and forge...
Some Notes on Paracho I
Some time ago, I realized I know nothing about Paracho. We all know the myths about its origin, but none of those stories truly satisfy...