I come from a line in which spirituality was always present, even if it was not spoken. It lived in the Remedios, who mixed my grandmother in the kitchen, whispered in the rhythmic prayers over a cup of cafecito and in the stories that were worn over generations like heirs. My connection to my Puertoricanin has only deepened over time, especially since I have learned to heal scheduled wounds, some of which I remember, some to which I inherited, and some who whispered from the other side from the other side. Even if I lived in places where my culture is not so present – New Orleans and now South Africa – I carried them with me. I feel my ancestors with me, lead me and speak through me. They show me the patterns, the fights, love and the resilience embedded in our bloodline. And through my spiritual practice, I not only honor you, I also change what healing, for me and for those who will come after me.
I am in my heavenly era. So I tell the look and lifestyle
