Walking through the narrow, colourful streets of Guanajuato. Hot. Hungry. Thirsty.
A hole in the wall. Smoke from the grill wafting out. A smell of fresh tacos. We're in.
We walk into what is a really small kitchen/ dining area in one, three ladies stand around the hot stove. Rolling the tacos by hand. Stirring the boiling lentil soup. Making anything and everything they can for us; the 'English girls'. Laughing at our broken Spanish in a jovial light hearted manner. Smiling. Sweating.
We eat and eat and eat. And sit and chat in our broken Spanish, and them back in their broken English. They seem happy, even though their circumstances aren't ideal. They want to provide for people. And bring them joy. That's all that matters to them.
We were fortunate enough to spend an afternoon there in the end. Time passed by listening to them, giggling and both attempting each others languages. We ate and spoke about their lives in Mexico. Very minimal. Walk downstairs from their own personal small house and kitchen, into a public one. To provide. For the people of Mexico. And most importantly, for their own families. Minimal income. Minimal cooking utensils. The conditions aren't ideal. If only they had an air conditioner I selfishly thought. But these women, no matter their hardships and daily struggles still had a smile on their face. And a big one at that.
Over at least six tacos each, we talked about life in Mexico as a woman. Their experience growing up. How they have always and still to this day are expected to carry out 'womanly duties' as though they are living in 50s in 2014. Discrimination. Inequality. Injustice. We want to help women just like the ones we met in that hole in the wall taqueria. There are some that are well worse off, and still smiling too. Others don't smile anymore. They don't know how to.
Mexico is well equipped to provide women, men, everyone in their right a better life. One of equality. There is an evolving movement currently happening towards women's rights in Mexico. When Zia and I were looking at how we could contribute to improving the awareness and also lives of less fortunate women in Mexico, we started with Google. These were the results. You can see the problem is all over the internet. But no real solution. There are organisations in Mexico trying to make a difference. But their voice isn't loud enough. They don't have the resources to make an impact.
After much research and a visit to DF, we found Semillas - the only Mexican women's fund focussed on improving women's rights in Mexico. We are proud to be a partner of Semillas. And look forward to contributing a portion of each sale to help heal a women's soul in Mexico.
We are fortunate enough to live in a country we have access and the RIGHT to access. Get the word out there, and let's as fellow women help women in Mexico feel the same freedom we do each morning when they open their eyes, and each night they lay down to sleep.