Echeri
@luciaecheri.bsky.social
Indigenous biochemical engineer, doula, midwife apprentice.
Preparing for the apocalypses
Preparing for the apocalypses
Our mother earth doesn’t demand explanations or judge you for the choices others fail to understand. It has been the stage for your quiet victories and your most bitter battles. It knows the duality you carry within: the strength you show for others and the refuge you quietly seek for yourself.
January 22, 2025 at 3:39 AM
Our mother earth doesn’t demand explanations or judge you for the choices others fail to understand. It has been the stage for your quiet victories and your most bitter battles. It knows the duality you carry within: the strength you show for others and the refuge you quietly seek for yourself.
Your story is not written on the margins; it is woven into the mountains, the rivers, and the fire that never dies. See yourself in its vastness and let it remind you of this truth: you are enough.
January 22, 2025 at 3:37 AM
Your story is not written on the margins; it is woven into the mountains, the rivers, and the fire that never dies. See yourself in its vastness and let it remind you of this truth: you are enough.
Everyday, the earth invites you to release the weight of others’ words and walk upon it as those who came before you once did. It is no accident that you are here, that you are part of this land.
January 22, 2025 at 3:37 AM
Everyday, the earth invites you to release the weight of others’ words and walk upon it as those who came before you once did. It is no accident that you are here, that you are part of this land.
When you feel like you don’t belong, remember that the earth always recognizes you.
January 22, 2025 at 3:37 AM
When you feel like you don’t belong, remember that the earth always recognizes you.
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Ruth Ben-Ghiat knows what she’s talking about. Nazism should not be normalized.
January 21, 2025 at 4:02 AM
Ruth Ben-Ghiat knows what she’s talking about. Nazism should not be normalized.
Soy la raíz que nadie vio crecer,
enterrada en la tierra dura,
pero alimentada por las lágrimas
de todas las mujeres que fui.
Hoy florezco,
no para ser vista,
sino para recordar que la vida
siempre encuentra su camino.
enterrada en la tierra dura,
pero alimentada por las lágrimas
de todas las mujeres que fui.
Hoy florezco,
no para ser vista,
sino para recordar que la vida
siempre encuentra su camino.
January 10, 2025 at 6:53 AM
Soy la raíz que nadie vio crecer,
enterrada en la tierra dura,
pero alimentada por las lágrimas
de todas las mujeres que fui.
Hoy florezco,
no para ser vista,
sino para recordar que la vida
siempre encuentra su camino.
enterrada en la tierra dura,
pero alimentada por las lágrimas
de todas las mujeres que fui.
Hoy florezco,
no para ser vista,
sino para recordar que la vida
siempre encuentra su camino.
This is I, indigenous and proud.
November 27, 2024 at 12:39 PM
This is I, indigenous and proud.