When your name comes

When your name comes

Fuzzy Red Boots
When I was born it was decided that I would take the name of my grandmother from my father’s side, which was something quite common in the place I was born. Although this has been a tradition for as long as people were giving birth in this land, a movement of ancestral homage to the lineage before them, it is a movement that encloses systemic risks. Taking the name of one of your ancestors potentially means that you are also assuming part of that ancestor’s fate; the good and the bad parts, the qualities but also the hurdles, the agonies, the systemic entanglements. In a way it is like a heritage that you embody unknowingly because you have recognized and accepted another person’s history and presence. I believe that none…
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