Yes, in a few years or centuries la raza will rise up, tongue intact carrying the best of all the cultures. That sleeping serpent, rebellion- (r)evolution, will spring up. Like old skin will fall the slave ways of obedience, acceptance, silence. Like serpent lightning we’ll move, little woman. You’ll see.
Gloria Anzaldua speaks from a site of irresolvable longing. Her project of imagining, or rather, re-imagining the Borderlands poses a question to the impossibility of her condition, that is, of invisibility. What must that be like? A crippling feeling, to wake up knowing you have no place in this world. To be resigned to the recesses; your emotions, thoughts, experiences all become invalid and like the rest of yourself, they die in silence. As if you never existed.
This is her reality, but it is not the only one.
She is a product of the Borderland and in situating herself within it, Anzaldua prescribes it with a new meaning. She transforms it; drawing potential from a site of failure (like the Borderland), she is reckoning with the past, present and future, and through writing, she creates the possibility to begin not from a point of loss, but recovery. Her motive is simple; she demands to be seen, she demands to be heard and therefore, imposes upon the reader a responsibility to bear witness. To what? A new way, a different way, a third way.
In her conception, the Borderland is not limited to a physical space, rather she expands it to an experience. Transcending material reality, the Borderland also exists in our imaginations, our hearts and our memories. It is everywhere and nowhere at once, and malleable to our individual experiences. It is hers, mine and yours and never confined to just one thing. It is a reflection of what is feared- in this case a homosexual Chicano woman- and a site of confrontation – where all injustices are meted out and grievances are voiced. It is a holy space- the point where the worldly and divine meet- and a dimension where the irrational can prevail. It is a way of living in fear, in a state of constant danger and reaction. A ‘half and half’ life, never whole and always lacking in some way. But above all, the Borderland is a zone of healing, it takes what is confined to the zone of ‘non-being’ and elevates it to a state of recognition. It mends the ‘split’ by merging and celebrating two opposing forces and gives birth to a new consciousness, a mestiza consciousness.
La mestiza has gone from being the sacrificial goat to becoming the officiating priestess at the crossroads.
Anzaldua does not engage in a simple telling of the Borderlands. She is embodying an ethic which renders the Borderland as a location of restoration, not just for herself, but for everyone. By employing elaborate descriptions of the mestiza and Chicano tradition and interchanging between the multiple languages she speaks, Anzaldua is giving the reader a sense of her reality. There is a complexity in her dialogue which, to my reading, has a twofold effect. She gives herself uncluttered space to express herself fully; going back an forth between prose and poetry, mixing languages and conducting monologues in Chicano Spanish. Yet at the same time, while she accommodates herself, her writing has a reflective element as well. In adopting an interchangeability between languages, Anzaldua is embodying for the reader the limitations and obstructions she faces in reality, within her writing. The struggle of getting through half understood sentences and pages of indecipherable words are meant to invoke within them an experience of life in the Borderlands. But there is a purpose in this. By embedding her struggle within her writing, Anzaldua is able to show how the trouble with being our true selves is one we all share. The denial of one of us means the denial of all of us and the violence within this is seen in how people like Anzaldua, despite making themselves visible, remain invisible.
La Frontera is an attempt to preserve and provide evidence of historical invisibility, but with that it also displays an effort to shift our understanding from an economy of loss, to an economy of abundance. Anzaldua calls for an acknowledgement of the struggle. She calls for a uniting of all those who live in the Borderlands, to come together and repeal our lifeworlds. To draw from one another and build a common culture because without that we will have nothing to hold us together.