Biographical stories, childhood memories and growth experiences.
I woke up one day and I was in LBJ (you like that rhyme?) Not sure how I got here. I can tell you the steps I took along the way though, and the emotional forces that drove those steps. It all started with waking up to the world of social justice and wanting to… Continue reading Hello from LBJ!
I never dreamed of going to college, much less to grad school. What I dreamed of went from being a true-to-herself artist, untamed by the world and enjoying fame and fortune or being a die-hard freedom fighter for people in the Global South who have endured all forms of injustice and suffering. Sometimes I thought… Continue reading LBJ on the horizon
Today I set my alarm for 6:30am. It's ok to wake up late on a Saturday, I told myself. At 4:25 I was ready to pop out of bed (my usual wake-up time is 4:30am). So I got into my usual routine: coffee, soft music, my favorite meditation couch and a dim, soft-light, LED lamp… Continue reading a day in the life of gabriela
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