My Dearest Women Creatives,

My heart fills with a profound longing to connect with each one of you—poets, songwriters, photographers, and storytellers. In the vast expanse of our creative journeys, I often find myself pausing to wonder: where are the others like us? How can we come together and intertwine our artistic voices? 

It's as if we are wandering in a desert, seeking the light while being shaded by someone else's presence. Or perhaps, amidst this quest for water, we lose ourselves and lose sight of one another. While the world around us is adorned with the vibrant bloom of others, we sometimes feel stagnant under their petals. Have we veered off our path? Is it time for us to grow taller, stronger, and reach for the light? Or perhaps, we have broken away to build new roots, forging a path uniquely our own.

In this vast desert of creativity, I am in awe of the resilient strength we possess, akin to the majestic nopales, that dot the arid landscape. Like these remarkable plants, we stand tall against the odds, weathering the challenges. We, too, possess an unwavering determination to bloom, to create, and to express ourselves authentically.

As women creatives, we share a profound connection. Let us celebrate our collective strength, resilience, and creativity. Together, we can create an oasis of inspiration, collaboration, and support in the midst of the desert.

In the company of fellow women creatives, we can sow the seeds of collaboration, nurturing one another's growth. Let us lift each other higher, embracing the diversity of our talents and perspectives. Together, we can cultivate a garden of shared experiences, stories, and artistry—a sanctuary where our voices will be heard, cherished, and amplified.

Dear women creatives, let us break free from the shadows of others and embrace our unique paths. Let us encourage one another to reach for the light, unapologetically blooming in our own extraordinary ways. As we cultivate our art, let us find solace and inspiration in each other's company.

With all my love and admiration.

Abrazos.

Christin Apodaca