My tribe is a question, an open door.
My tribe is a story. We are all stories. We tell and tell again.
My tribe is discernment. We wonder what belongs. (Do I? Do you?) We ask what helps, what hurts. (Do you? Do I?)
My tribe is a path, a line of desire. So many desires. So many paths entwined.
My tribe is holy. (Everything is holy.)
Are you in?