At the top of the Oaxaca mountains, in one of the most important festivals of our culture, in the early evening, with a clean and clear sky, with a beautiful Moon big and generous, in the center of a pantheon, I had the opportunity to speak, perhaps the most moving talk about our old grandparents, that I have been able to pronounce in my life.

Oaxaca is the spiritual reserve of Mexico. Not only because its mountain ranges have been a natural wall against the invader and the foreign predator.

Or because the treasure of our most essential identity is kept in its bowels.

The valleys of Oaxaca are the spiritual of the Mexico reserve, because in her tectonic depths beats the flowered heart of our ancient grandparents, those who dedicated their lives, generation after generation, searching for spiritual transcendence of existence.

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Visiting Monte Alban is opening a door to our immense and wonderful ancient cultural heritage. It is to go to the depths of our being.