I'm back at Fair Trade Cafe in Phoenix, enjoying a salad, an iced tea, and an amazing 90's playlist, before the last leg of my trip to LA. There's been a lot of alone time for me to do some deep thinking, breathing, affirming, and reflection. (Also a lot of singing out loud, there have been some tears, and long conversations with my luv.)
Reflecting on how this trip came together, I am reminded of so many comadres that make my world go round. Here's a few of the mujeres that have helped this happen:
1. La Poeta: AA has been with me, side by side, in my little home studio helping me crank out as much work as I possibly could. Did we ever get on eachother's nerves? Sure. Did we laugh, tho? Sing out loud? Get all the way deep? Challenge each other? Laugh over awful movies and awesome YouTube videos? ABSOLUTELY. Because that is what being comadres is about. Support y pan dulce y alegria y gozo. I'm so honored to have this fierce hocicona in my corner.
2. Las comadres de Casa Aguacate: the women that come together in C.A often vary, pero four of us are constant. Mas o menos every Monday we come together to cook, play loteria, chismiar, cantar, pero mostly support one another in all of the things we do. Very much a q/woc safe space, Casa Aguacate is where things get real, where laughs are so so so loud, Juan Gabriel tribute bands are created, and where a group of comadres come together just like my Mami and Tias used to.
3. Sobrinas: Lex who gave up many free afternoons and evenings to help me, and Kat who is helping keep things going at my casita en Texas.
4. MV + JOG: two luchadoras so giving, so powerful, so KIND. Y they're BFFS forming some kind of compadre super poderosa duo. When I need a reminder of why I do what I do, I text MV, check out JOG's fb, fill my heart and mind up with a little bit of their poder, and I remember- I can do all of the things with love at the forefront.
5. Mi Amor: V reminds me to rest, reminds me to write, got her car all the way ready for a cross country trip. She holds me up in gentle but strong ways. She makes me want to keep dreaming, keep fighting, live my truest truth. Do you know how heavy my work is? Very. She helped me physically, but more so mentally and emotionally.