The truce ended today. Bombing continues. Violent images flood my nervous system. I make a point to pray. Death is lurking.
Read MoreThe truce ended today. Bombing continues. Violent images flood my nervous system. I make a point to pray. Death is lurking.
Read MoreRead MoreMy journey began as a clinical psychologist in Mexico, and over 25 years, I have witnessed firsthand the transformative power of fostering mental well-being and inclusivity. This journey has led me to become a Cornell-certified DEI professional, and I am deeply committed about participating in creating a more equitable and inclusive society.
Read MoreGeneralmente al escuchar estas palabras pensamos en personas rapadas, con barbas largas y suásticas tatuadas, empuñando la bandera confederada de los Estado Unidos, gritando a todo pulmón que odian a las personas de color.
Enviaré mi nariz de regreso a Polonia.
Mis manos de regreso a Inglaterra.
Enviaré parte de mi piel a Alemania y parte de mi cabello a Escocia.
Pero mi corazón... lo guardaré en Nəxʷq̓iyt.
Read MoreMy hands back to England.
I’ll send some of my skin back to Germany and some of my hair back to Scotland.
But my heart... I’ll keep that in Nəxʷq̓iyt.
With all the love and anger of my Seya still flowing in it.
Read MoreRead More“Ya tuve suficiente de la propaganda…. Estoy a favor de la verdad, no importa quién la diga. Estoy a favor de la justicia, sin importar quién esté a favor o en contra. Soy un ser humano ante todo y, como tal, estoy para QUIEN y CUALQUIER cosa beneficie a la “comunidad” en su conjunto”. Malcolm X
Read More“I’ve had enough of the propaganda…. I am for truth, no matter who tells it. I’m for justice, no matter who it is for or against. I’m a human being first and foremost, and as such I’m for WHOEVER and WHATEVER benefits “community” as a whole.” Malcolm X
Dia De Los Muertos by Julie D. Castillejo
This piece of art was meant to represent Día de Los Muertos, a part of my Mexican heritage.
Read MoreGrateful for the opportunity
To shine liberated light
Around and within.
I belong to morning light
And starlight
Read MoreGrateful for the opportunity
To shine liberated light
Around and within.
I belong to morning light
And starlight
Read MoreBisan - Belonging - Palestine
Read MorePor más que lo intento el espejo no logra reflejar lo que percibo en mi interior,
Labios demasiado regordetes.
Caderas demasiado anchas.
But is surviving worth losing my identity?
Who I fought to be?
Read MoreAs hate crimes go up
Suicide rates rise
I want to hide who I am just to continue to survive.
But is surviving worth losing my identity?
Who I fought to be?
Read MoreSin embargo, a pesar de estas soluciones razonables, la comunidad latina/a/x fue acusada de ser una madre soltera que denunciaba violencia racial, para desacreditar a muchos otros. En esta breve carta de tres páginas, casi ninguna de nuestras preocupaciones o historias se valida, ni se compromete a buscar justicia, bueno, el tipo de justicia que se aplica a todas las personas.
Read More“My therapist presented to me the Maslow’s hierarchy needs as a way for me to understand where my restlessness originated from, but after listening to indigenous folks, I started imagining it more like a circle instead of a pyramid. Mi terapista me demostro La hirarcia de necesidades por Maslow, para poder entender el origen de mi hipervigilancia e inquietud, pero al escuchar a algunos de líderes indígenas, empecé a imaginarlo como un círculo envés de una pirámide.”
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Read MoreHace poco le había dicho a mi papá que estaba embarazada; Esta fue mi cuarta vez. El tercer embarazo terminó en el primer trimestre y él estaba nervioso de que yo volviera a quedar embarazada. Para él, mi aborto espontáneo anterior significaba que el embarazo es peligroso y podría morir.
Read MoreI had recently told my dad I was pregnant; this was my fourth time. The third pregnancy ended in the first trimester, and he was nervous for me to be pregnant again. To him, my prior miscarriage meant pregnancy is dangerous and I could die. I was irritated at his remarks, unable to see it was his immense love for me coming through as worry. I was his baby, and he didn’t want to ever lose me.
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