“There are people you love and you don’t know how it happened, you may have loved them almost at the beginning of knowing them, or you may have loved them over time, or you may have thought you didn’t love them and then discovered you loved them. or you thought you didn’t love them and you have discovered that you loved them when they are no longer there, because of the emptiness they leave behind”.
Words one year after the departure of our most courageous fighter.
Luisa Toledo.
“To be flowers in the mountains of freedom instead of roses in the garden of obedience!”
How can we measure in a few words a whole life of combat, because Luisa’s life was precisely that, the irreducible story of a compañera who knew early on the pain and the paths of death but who was able to give us so much life, love and rebellion.
From this side, it is difficult for us to say that pain is a revolutionary emotion because pain by itself can have a terrifying, intimidating and dispersing effect. The death of Luisa and Manuel’s children* shook us to our core because they were irreparable losses in the ranks of the irreparable losses in the ranks of those of us who seek total liberation, yet, generation after generation we took up the baton of the combative memory with ascents of rage, courage and conviction. Continue reading “Chile: Tribute one year after the departure of our bravest fighter Luisa Toledo”
