Cultura

Remembering Puerto Rico: Sending Prayers Love and Light in this time of need. 

This message came to me this morning as I was reminiscing on my childhood summers in Puerto Rico, and thinking about the devastating events happening in a place I consider to be my second home. I was remembering all the fun I had en “La isla del encanto” going to the beautiful beaches around the island. The magical times we had going to El Yunque (the rainforest). The festivals, the concerts, the dancing, the laughter. Our trips to El Morro in Old San Juan eating piráguas (shaved ice). Carrides to Piñones for fritura (fried foods). The chill days when we would just sit in the marquesina (porch) as a family and eat dinner. The amazing journeys to my grandfathers farm, being able to ride horses and call in the cattle. How I would always be grabbing fruit straight from the trees wherever I went. Mangos, guavas, quenepas, tamarindos and parcha (passion fruit). Tears started to well up as I envisioned all of these magical places from my childhood to be destroyed. I know God has a plan for my people. I believe this crisis will bring Unity to our Island. This is a chance for everyone to unite and come together in love and peace. Not falling victim to the evil ways of our ancestors. Our island has seen much bloodshed, and it’s time to change this. It’s time to dig back into our roots. Remember who we were before our island was invaded. It’s time to forgive the past of our ancestors and bring forth a new future for our children.


I want to share with you something that I wrote months ago. It’s about the Puerto Rican Heritage, and how we inherit specific qualities and ways of being due to what happened to our ancestors. I never posted it because I was waiting for the right time… And I feel like this is it.

Bloodline:

Think back to the first time.

The first time foreigners intruded our lands.

Think about what our ancestors went through…

Being overtaken.

Stripped naked.

Left for dead.

Blood dripping with disdain.

Babies being ripped apart like accessories for the wealthy.

This was the suffering of our people.

This pain remains alive in our bloodline…

Fight! Fight!

Get up and fight!

You have the right to be free!

Let go of the blame.

Let go of the shame.

Know these demons do not belong to your name.

Release! Release!

Bring your soul some peace.

Look down to your roots.

Remember who you are.

Who you were before your heart was taken.

Before your dignity was in the hands of evil.

This was the suffering of our people.

This pain remains alive in our bloodline…

Fight! Fight!

Get up and fight!

You have the right to be free!

Taking on the characteristics of your ancestors…

And you don’t even know.

Time to correct.

Time to recollect.

The memories of old.

The tales of days of gold.

Before evil came upon our lands.

Remember, mi gente…

Remember!


*For those of you who are interested in digging deeper, I encourage you to read what I have written below. For those of you who like to scratch the surface, I suggest you stop here.


Are your ancestral demons controlling your life?

It’s time to talk about ancestral demons. We are connected to family by blood. Generations and generations of bloodlines carrying over ancient history in their very veins. Truths that linger in our bloodline, being passed down from generation to generation. The suffering of our ancestors becomes ours and we don’t realize the fight we face daily is a fight that started ages ago. We all have a family tree, and in this tree we have light and dark entities. These demons lurk around our tree begging for attention, all they want is to be seen. They come in the form of addictions, violence, betrayal, abandonment and all kinds of abuse. These demons will be passed down, generation to generation until someone in the family bloodline breaks the link, heals the wound, and sets the demons free. This is no easy task, and not all are capable of doing what needs to be done in order to break the link. But it can start with you. All it takes is awareness and the will to heal. I started my journey towards healing 4 years ago when I started my Yoga practice. Little did I know it would lead me to heal my entire family bloodline. It is an honor to have been chosen to be the one to take this path for my ancestors. I share this with you because I want you to know that there is a way to heal the suffering. I’ve been there and I have healed my wounds. Granted, the scars won’t disappear, but you can learn to love them. Because in the end, they made you who you are today, and you are Magical✨ 

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