When I hear the word weaving, the first image that comes to mind is a basket weave. The way that I relate to that basket is the way that it is connected. One tule is connected or shall I say woven into another. Tule’s world which then weave in and out of many other tules’ worlds. The more the tule’s weave, the stronger the basket becomes. I can relate, the more spaces that I hold for relations (over time )helps me to feel at ease in this world. I struggle with weaving in and out of those places that are old and new. Yet, I do see it through. | MR
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