Memory as a vast ocean, an embodied landscape that shapes and holds our beliefs and values. A threading of the unknown, the unsurfaced, the longing of reencountering.
Identity as mountains that guard (trans)formative vitality, and when the time is met, bursts out in sanguine liquid as glimpses of vulnerability.
Ecosystems born out of urgency and care, bridging experiences and processes, weaving community in cycles of recovering.
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