Día de Muertos: Honoring my grandma

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Sharing her wisdom

I remember that it all started as a game and a secret between us, my grandmother Belen and I were partners in crime for several years when she took care of me as a child. I used to loved watching her whiel cooking or brushing her hair, she used to call me Anita. One os my favorite memories is when I arrived at her house she used to give me some coffee with milk and used to give me a “concha” is a Mexican bread with sweet dough, she knew how much I liked it.

I spent most of the day with her, she did things behind my mother’s back, now I can see that maybe she felt judged or without permission to do what she did, she was a Curandera, she cured children with herbs, she cured stomach aches, fever, vomiting, she cured the soul by cleansing the body. Here in Mexico there is something called empacho, well it is that children get empacho when they are little because they drink milk, eat flour or other things, then my grandmother put them face down on her knees and pulled the skin of their back until there was a “pum” something in the thunder so they were cured, maybe you think it is strange and even funny but it is real.
She would say to me: come my child, we are going to go heal someone but don’t tell your mother. I loved to go with her, she would buy herbs like rue, rosemary, basil, she would bring bottles with “magic potions” which were called “espiritus de untar”, plus one or two little eggs to stop and clean the “mal de ojo”.

Connecting with my healer side

Without realizing it, she was teaching me what more than 20 years later began to attract my attention, and so I began this path of returning to my “curandera ” roots. I started making herbal mixtures in my house, cleaning my daughter with a little egg, then it took me to do fire ceremonies, from fire it took me to ayahuasca and ayahuasca to cacao and in the middlet of all that, mediumship.

I am glad to know that she is with my uncle, without the mediumship I would not have known, even though I always felt her presence and her company, her guidance and her wisdom. She died more than 15 years ago, I remember she was in the hospital for several months and as I was grown up I could go to take care of her, suddenly I started to sing, to sing songs that she liked and so singing saved me from many difficult nights and the songs that I sang to her remind me of her love.

On November 1st and 2nd, el día de muertos or day of deaths , I love to put an ofrenda , we put to the deceased what they liked in life, my grandmother Belen liked coffee, cigars, bread, aguardiente, mint candy and anis, masapanes wich is a mexican cady made of cacahuates, she also liked tamales and mole, so we prepared the ofrenda for her, her son, my uncle Pedro, my dog Felipe, my paternal grandparents Georgina and Donato and my very dear friend Marcos.

To them with love, to my grandmother Belen, for taking care of me so much.

With love
Annie

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