I was born in Morelos, Mexico
I was born in Mexico, in the state of Morelos, near the center of the
country. Since I was small, I have always tried to make sense of the
world around me.
Curiosity never really left me. I asked questions, watched how people
behaved and tried to understand why some systems helped people while
others seemed to leave them behind.
Morelos is a place where history does not feel distant. It remains
present in the land, language, agriculture, food, music, family life and
community celebrations. Nahua and Tlahuica histories are part of the
region, while Náhuatl and traditions such as the Chinelos continue to
connect people with memory and place.
Growing up there taught me that the world cannot be understood only
through statistics or institutions. Some knowledge lives in stories,
language, observation, work and the experience passed from one
generation to the next.