Friday, October 20, 2017

Going Home

I am going to Mexico City.
I have a meeting to discuss a collaboration between UNAM and CSUN.
UNAM is in the same neighborhood as Frida's house.
I am finally going to Frida's house.
When you listen to the still, small voice inside it leads you to your purpose and guides you home.

"Por mi raza hablará el espíritu."
 

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