Eight points, infinite crossings.
Histories woven together, shaping something greater.
Paradise isn’t a destination; it’s the richness born from every encounter.
Looking up at the eight-pointed star in the alfarje of Tlaxcala’s Cathedral is to stand at a crossroads of worlds.
The first Spaniards to arrive here bore the legacy of 800 years of Arab presence in the Iberian Peninsula, leaving traces of knowledge, forms, and symbols that still shape us. Tlaxcala became a meeting ground of cultures, where histories converged, shaping Latin America and reaching as far as the southern United States and the Philippines.
In Islamic tradition, this star represents the mountains that encircle paradise. In Christian iconography, it signals the Epiphany.
Do eight cultural currents truly meet here? I cannot say. But this I know: paradise, like history, is ever-shifting, ever-diverse and multicultural.