The Collage Of Faces That Make Up This Huisache Tree

Right now, we are carrying a heaviness that has no name.

An uncertainty that lingers.

A silence that feels like absence.

And yet… we show up.

We pause—not to fix everything, but simply to acknowledge what’s real.

We breathe, because our bodies are holding more than we realize.

We remember where we come from—abuelos, madres, tíos y tías who endured.

We honor the concern without letting it erase the courage.

We connect—with a text, a shared meal, a simple “¿todo bien?”

We simplify—choosing one small act of love or presence to center ourselves.

And we feed our soul seeing one another.

This is about presence.

And presence is its own kind of perseverance.

To anyone carrying a quiet grief, a silent rage, or just exhaustion—You’re not alone.

We are here.

Calm. Rooted.

Still moving forward.

We keep going with presence for ourselves and everyone, as represented in the collage of faces that make up this tree.

Y seguimos con presence para uno mismo y todos, tal como se representa en este collage de rostros que conforman este árbol.

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Coaching For Those That Make Up This Huisache Tree

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