She spoke to me in Mixe, somehow I understood that she was talking about her great life.
She wanted to change her dress for the photograph. I told her it was alright.
She insisted on wearing the traditional scarf from her village.
These are the true heroes. Hanging on to their values and culture, resisting time, invasions, exploitation, poverty and hardship.
They are the heroes found in shadow of time, the forgotten, the hidden indigenous, the backbone of the occult Mexico.
They stand with their heads high, noble, defying age, time and all odds. Their only weapon, being themselves.