My grandmother was indigenous Guarani. Her culture was suppressed during her lifetime. She was taught to be ashamed. By the time I was growing up I had almost no connection to my indigenous roots. As an adult I felt something missing. So I started learning. I learned about Guarani culture history language and philosophy. I visited places sacred to my people. I listened to stories of my elders. I learned that my indigenous heritage is not something to be ashamed of but something to be honored. I learned that indigenous peoples have been protecting the environment for thousands of years. I learned that my fight is part of a longer lineage of resistance and stewardship. Reconnecting with my roots has given my activism deeper meaning and grounding.
Connection to My Indigenous Roots
