Retablo by Miguel Hernández
Retablo by Miguel Hernández
My hens laid big and delicious eggs, but even still my farm had a hard competition with others. I prayed to the Virgin of Guadalupe, and then one of my hens laid the biggest egg I’ve ever seen. It made my farm famous. Now people visit me to look at the egg and to buy my production.
Retablo by Miguel Hernández
Since I was little girl, I dreamt about flying. And few nights ago the Virgin of Guadalupe presented me with the flight. You might consider it just a dream, bit I know it was real, because I saw myself the fields down there and the rising sun that gilded the world [...]
Retablo by Miguel Hernández
After my husband’s death I was so deeply in grief. But the Virgin of Guadalupe brought my husband’s soul back as a cat who one day came to my kitchen. I know it’s him, these are his eyes, the same lonely look and something else. When I saw the cat, I got overwhelmed and filled with emotions. I was so excited. I can’t tell anybody about him because people would say I’m crazy — and it can be the truth. However, the most important thing is that I’m very happy with the cat.
Retablo by Miguel Hernández
A horse was passing by at nights, flashing fire from the hooves. Thanks for nothing happened in the village.
Tuitepec, 1970
Retablo by Miguel Hernández
A very beautiful deer lived not far away from our house. Sometimes he came closer to me and I gave it some food. One day I heard that some hunters arrived and they wanted the deer as a trophy. I thank the Virgin of Guadalupe for I was able to arrive to the deer before the hunters. I scared it away, so it ran far enough and the hunters didn’t find him.
Retablo by Miguel Hernández
Sometimes I like to put women’s clothes on. I love the feeling of soft cloth on my skin, I love the shine of the jewels, the colors and the aroma of the cosmetics. And I love how it affects and transforms all my body. I thank the Virgin for an understanding wife, who has no problem with me using her clothes. Also because of that I buy her more dresses and shoes, and she knows that I have a very good taste.
Retablo by Miguel Hernández
The day, when I was going to marry Alonso, a lightning suddenly struck the church. It was strange, because it didn’t rain. We postponed the wedding, and then I found out that Alonso was already married. And the lightning was the Virgin of Guadalupe’s warning so that I wouldn’t marry him.
Retablo by Miguel Hernández
I inherited marvelous secret recipes from my grand-grandmother Rosa. But I thought they would gonna die with me, because none of my daughters liked to prepare elaborate dishes. I thank the Virgin for my granddaughter Maria Luisa is interested in cooking. She enjoyed preparing food and learning how to do it better. So now I have a heir for my recipes.
Retablo by Miguel Hernández
The devil tried to tempt me with an enormous pearl. It was so big and so beautiful, that I almost yielded to the temptation. I thank the Virgin of Guadalupe, because she strengthened my belief and I resisted.
Retablo by Miguel Hernández
I thank the Virgin of Zapopan, because I inherited the carousel from my grandfather, at which he worked all his life. All my childish fantasies were about that carousel. I rode my favorite horse and imagined [...] Now I can quite my dull job and dedicate myself to the carousel. I look at the children who ride horses similar to those I used to ride, and I’m grateful for the opportunity to make them happy.
Retablo by Miguel Hernández
I thought I didn’t like pets. But one day someone left a basket full of kittens behind my house. They were so helpless, and my heart softened. I couldn’t leave them over there. I fed them and decided to keep the kittens for a while. But I loved them and felt attached to them. Now they keep me company, because I live alone with no family. I thank the Virgin of Guadalupe.
Retablo by Miguel Hernández
When my daughter and I were coming back home from the village of San Francisco, we took a wrong way and got lost. It was getting dark, and the night caught us halfway. In the night thousand of fiery eyes were looking at us from the darkness, and we heard horrifying noises. We give thanks to the Virgin of Guadalupe because an old man was passing by. He saw us and guided us to the right way. Afterwards we arrived to our village very quickly and without problems.
Retablo by Miguel Hernández