A Curandero's Workbench

Part 2 The darker aspects of my culture are simply expressions of communal pain.  Without diving into excuses or reasons for class structure...

Part 1   I start my cultural acrobatics functioning through the masculine perspective and from recognizing the patriarchal bias in my New Me...

Part 1 Love is measurable, like counting the atoms that make up our universe.  We have an obligation to keep counting.  We paint ideas of be...

 I come from Latin privilege and Chicano scarcity.  My maternal grandparents are a large influence on who I became in life.  They didn't...

Part II  "I'm not a smart man", my grandpa tells me, slopping up fresh pinto beans and green chili with a torn off piece of to...

 Part I A polished soul.   I cherish how my grandpa aged.  Describing who he became, can only come with the fortune of knowing who he had be...

     The ego is a shadow that doesn't have to worry about the social stigma that comes with having white hairs.  Maybe a silhouette of w...