I was born and raised in a small town in the state of Sonora, Mexico, where my family and I lived with my abuelos. My Nana Amalia was my favorite person in the world. She grew beautiful cannabis plants, which she used to make her own tinctures and oils.
HER GARDEN WAS HER MEDICINE. SHE WAS A NURTURER, A HEALER, AN EMPATH, AND A LUCHADORA.
My family immigrated to the US when I was five, and it took a huge toll on me. I was away from my nana— and she was my everything. The move was overwhelming to say the least. I was immersed into school and I spoke absolutely zero English. It was terrifying. Then from the ages of six to seven, I experienced severe trauma that would forever change me. Shortly after that, my family began our citizenship process, which meant we weren’t allowed to return to Mexico (and wouldn’t be able for many, many years to come). I was alone with my trauma.Read More