Uwa, kamsá, tukuná, uitoto, tikun, embera, nasa/yuwe, nuka, sikuani, siano, macuna, yuruti, kichwa, achagua, bora, truncar. These are some of the languages spoken in Colombia. Unfortunately, when I lived in Colombia, in Cundinamarca, I did not have the opportunity to learn our language, the Chibch, because colonialism took us root.

When I found the Basque on my way, my language was silenced and I could not resist the link that had arisen with him. That language that was born in the caves melted me and ignited the view of the world that prevented us from colonizing in Colombia. So I stopped feeling lost. I calmed down, I saw a gap of light, and I grabbed with strength and strength in the Basque country so I didn't leave my roots. When the homeland is left, even if there are roots in it, words begin to fade and the voice is drowned. By chance or by chance, learning the word fire in Basque restored my connection with the language of my ancestors. Fire. Chibchaz's fire is a sun. Look! The language here has filled the void I felt when I joined my Tawatinsuyu ancestors. Who was going to tell me? My relationship with the Basque Country is beautiful and rich in itself, to communicate, to live together and to socialize. But it goes further, the relationship I have built with the Basque Country brings me closer to the earth, gives me fluidity in the water, purifies my soul in the fire and makes me fly in the air through the mountains of our people. At first, in the loneliness and silence of the newcomer, I felt treacherous, the contradictions moved me inside. And our culture, what? What is our personality? I felt like I was the object of a process of assimilation, I thought the culture here was melting, I was tarnishing my personality. Not much less! In fact, I would say that learning Basque has created a special link with the indigenous culture of Colombia. I am not ashamed to say that through the Basque Country I have created a sincere “spiritual” bridge to recover the universe that I left in Colombia and to illuminate the one around me.

Due to the similarity of minerals and underground materials, the indigenous coconuts of Colombia consider that the caves around them and some of the Basque Country (Zugarramurdi, Pozalagua, Arpea and Urdax) are connected through a quantum emotional energy network that connects us with the cosmos and universal consciousness. I don't know if that's true. It cannot be tested. All I know is that my relationship with the Basque Country goes beyond the limits of logic and feeds me the spirit and soul. Interestingly, I can say it's a philosophical and almost mystical relationship.