the one that makes me scream

Damn, I miss that beach, and that little cove…

I DO NOT miss that climb, especially in the dark. 

I grew up around these fields.

And I almost got them inked on my arm.

And then, I was like, “do I really want a visual representation of the exploitation of brown folk?”

And I was like, “No. I’d rather not.”

So, now, I’m considering a sleeve consisting of the valley and coast.

thinkmexican:

Indigenous Language and Culture of Oaxaca Kept Alive in California

Gloria Moreno walks with a slight limp under the weight of the black messenger bag slung over her shoulder. It holds something of a botanical encyclopedia, petals and leaves gathered from the streets of Greenfield, which Moreno says help alleviate any number of ailments – pain, anxiety, weak bones.

Moreno says her collection is part of a medical tradition she began practicing as a teenager in Mexico. It was there, at 15, that she says she was instructed in a dream to take up herbal medicine.

Moreno dreamt her directive in Triqui de la Baja, an Indigenous language of the Copala region of Oaxaca in southern Mexico.

As native Triqui speakers disperse, leaving behind a notoriously violent region, there’s pressure both to preserve that language, and to leave it behind. Of an estimated 40,000 Triqui speakers worldwide, about half of them are thought to have migrated away from Oaxaca, and as many as 10 percent live in the Salinas Valley.

That density made Greenfield a destination for Javier López Sánchez, director of Mexico’s National Institute of Indigenous Languages (INALI), on his U.S. tour last fall. Himself a native Tzeltal Maya speaker, López is developing a directory of Indigenous languages, which he hopes will parlay into better translation resources.

Read More at Monterey County Weekly

Image Credit: Goisa Wozniacka

Related: Bernadina Hernández: My Life in Three Languages

Ay, this is in my area (back home)! Not stoked about the church’s involvement. Goddamnit, no one wants your pinche bibles. They’re all over the damn place.

And don’t give me that “at least they’re helping” bullshit, ‘cause I don’t want to hear it.

(via sinidentidades)

loveologyysteffologyy:

Omg 💦💦 (Taken with instagram)

You guys, my niece’s girlfriend took this picture. It was taken in my mom’s kitchen! I miss them all so much. It sucks that we can’t go back to visit this summer.

P.S.

omfg, what I would do to that lasagna. goddamn!

fuckyeahsantacruz:

West Cliff Dr, Santa Cruz, California.

Ohman, seeing this really makes me homesick.