A goat's curious yet trusting gaze grounds me in quiet serenity and connection. In these ancestral trades, like herding, time moves slowly, different species easily share the land, and destiny is woven, not walked alone.
We are heirs to paths shaped by time, to diverse and ancient footsteps that left their mark long before we arrived.
Today, we move in the globe, no longer touching the earth.
In a world consumed by hyperconnectivity, virtual realities and AI—where digital empires rise overnight—some ways of life remain rooted in the Earth’s rhythm. Goat herding moves at its own pace: the pace of the land, of the shepherds, of the herds, tracing ancient paths under the unwavering gaze of the mountain.
In the stillness of this place, a goat meets my eyes—curious, steady, without fear. A quiet reminder that Mexico, too, carries the imprint of nomadic cultures from the Middle East, people who once crossed distant horizons and found another way to journey through life.