The following text is inspired by treasured family gatherings that I fondly recall from my childhood. My grandmother's timeless wisdom was shared through her comments and stories, reflecting her deep connection to nature and her strong work ethic. Our family would gather biannually, spending weeks together with my grandparents who were living in the countryside in the Orinoco region in Colombia. My grandmother was raised in the Andean Region. These areas were inhabited by different groups of indigenous who through generations have passed their knowledge. During the evenings, after dinner, we would sit at the front of the house beneath the sprawling canopy of a majestic mango tree. The adults occupied benches, while us, the younger ones, settled on stones, forming a close-knit circle.
In this special family tertulia, my grandmother's voice became a conduit for both tales and nature's secrets. Her anecdotes and life lessons, despite me living year-round in a busy city, profoundly influenced the person I'm today. With every word she shared, a profound link to the land resonated. "Everything we need is here," she used to say. I have a vivid memory of only being able to see little lights flickering around us. These were beautiful fireflies. There was no electricity in the house or near us. We were in the middle of fields surrounded by trees, plants and all sort of creatures and their noises. My grandmother was referring to nature, asserting that we were inseparable from it."Every plant has its purpose - the yucca feeds us with its tubers, while the palm leaves become shelter and baskets. Cocoa's warmth makes us feel better, while its shelf becomes 'cocas' used as vessels for river water, food and cleansing. Remember, take only what you need and give back with gratitude."
My grandparents practised what today is known as permaculture. That way of living didn't have a name - it was just how it was. Everything was attuned to nature's rhythms and messages. Close by the mango tree lay a tiny spring, encircled by plants. My grandmother would point at them and say, "They're water's guardians. Their roots anchor soil, preserving water. We look after them and they nurture us."
About trees she used to say: "They create homes for animals, shade soil and their fallen leaves become food. When you look at a tree, see the stories it holds. Each branch is one of us - a sort of character. Each mark is a lesson to learn. The earth's wisdom is in every leaf and every root." My grandparents and their ancestors would be considered permaculturists today because they understood that we are nature.
My grandmother knew about companion planting but again there was not a name for it. She would say: "See how the beans climb cornstalks? They help each other grow, just like we do. Plants and animals speak to us. They tell us what they need and what we need. They tell us when it is going to rain, when it is going to be sunny and what we need to do. We learn from them and listen to their messages."
Through my grandmother's stories, it was clear there was a philosophy that aligns with the innate connection indigenous communities have had with the land for generations.