Home, sweet home. You learn something new in each community, and each one is different. The first meeting with the towns was positive: at Paso Caballos in the Laguna del Tigre National Park, and in Carmelita and Uaxactún in the multiple-use area of the Maya Biosphere Reserve.
Reunions are great and I love this work, but it’s hard to get everything organized. I miss that sense of calm from the countryside that makes everything run smoothly. We began by painting canvasses to help the fire early warning system. We also made posters explaining what each of the colored flags meant: just like a traffic light, the color red means you cannot burn, yellow means that burning is allowed but with extra help and caution, and green means there is no danger. A traffic light system that is so logical for us is not as easy in towns and villages where stoplights don’t exist.
I search out new horizons, knowing that art and organizing are the means to reach people, and that people are the means to conserve nature.
Life is simpler and more beautiful than it seems, and sometimes we make mountains out of molehills. I admit that at times I’m afraid this project won’t work, that we won’t see the results, people’s responses to our work, or the changes we could make. Maybe the changes won’t be as big as we had hoped, but I’m sure that the seeds that are planted in each person will someday bear fruit. Re-evolutions have different tones and ways of playing out, and I believe in cultural revolutions much more than in violence. I know all of us have something to share and to contribute, everyone from rural farmers to secretaries. Mostly it’s in small attitude shifts. Evolution is slow but sure, and I strongly believe that people’s power can make it happen.
Brave are not those who have no fear, rather those who confront their fears to then succeed.