| ....... ... | Once in time there were a people who were Weavers. When a child
was born one of his hairs was woven into the Great Tapestry and as he grew he was taught to collect bits of items that were important to him, and he was shown how to form the pictures that carried the messages of his living, into the Great Tapestry. Weavers treasured experiences as each experience gave them an opportunity to offer a picture to the Tapestry. When an important event occurred all the people wove together and Readers told the stories so each generation would understand the celebrations to honor past events. All Weavers did not live in the same place. There were hundreds of group and each tended a Great Tapestry. Weaving was sacred work. In another land the Cagers lived. From the time a child was born he
One day while looking for materials some young Cagers came to the
Now begins a time when battles and conflicts between the Weavers
After hundreds of years there were still Weavers and there were
Tapestries that had been kept hidden and worked on for hundreds of years were brought out and displayed. Everyone one who saw a Tapestry was affected and there were so many, that a person could spend a life just in categorizing which group of Weavers worked a particular Tapestry. People were amazed at their beauty and wanted to know as much about the Tapestries as they could. The study of Tapestry seemed to become more important than weaving and being the owner of a piece of tapestry was a status symbol. Soon, a great many people claimed to own or to be related to someone who owned an original piece of Tapestry.. The Tapestry Industry grew. At first, a good copy would bring in as much money as an original because most people could not tell the difference - but experts in Tapestry Categorization could. The Categorizers made money selling books that claimed to teach the difference. Since alot of these books stated that all Tapestries were a forgery except for what the author offered, people wanted more assurance that what they owned was authentic. The Cagers appointed trusted Categorizers to search the land and document each authentic Tapestry and list the names of those who could prove they contributed to the weaving. Each listed person was given a number to use along with the Tapestry they made for public sale. The list was published and considered final. People didn’t really read the lists, just knowing the information was locked up safe in a book allowed them to spend their money in peace. It didn’t matter that many Tapestries were not found and documented and it didn’t matter that many who claimed to be listed were not. Eventually, the glory of owning a bit of Tapestry faded because anyone could have a piece - BUT not everyone was a Weaver. And people came to learn Weaving. They brought gifts and money and promises hoping to take in a few quick lessons and have themselves declared Weavers. What the Seekers expected was a painless exchange, what they got was scrutinized, interrogated and tested by the general population of that particular group of Weavers before they were even considered to be considered. Recreational Seekers left right away. Those who were driven by stronger forces stayed and if accepted, were finally introduced to the Carekeeper of the Tapestry. Some Carekeepers turned their backs on all Cagers thinking The Fear of Uncaged Things was a highly contagious disease and would destroy all Natural Weavers if they were exposed to it. Some thought that anyone with Weaver blood was immune to the Fear. Some accepted only those who displayed Weaver characteristics. And some relied on the wonderment of the Tapestry to make a final choice and accepted anyone who came to them. If the Carekeeper found the Seeker acceptable he then determined if the Seeker was infected by the Fear of Uncaged Things, and If the Seeker was, the Tapestry Reader determined what endeavors were necessary to rid the person of their fear. If the Seeker completed the given assignments they were finally presented to the Teacher of Weaving Techniques. The entire process took years. Each year more and more Seekers sought the Carekeepers until it became obvious to Weaver and Cager that Seeking was an important activity. Once again Categorizers were sent. They came back with lists. There were the Visuals, those that displayed Weaver ancestry, but for one reason or another, grew up in Cager society. Some Visuals demanded personal retribution for never being allowed to weave. Some declared themselves Teachers of Weaving Techniques by Default and sold information to many seekers. Some Visuals just wanted to go home. Then there were the People of Choice - those who did not display their Weaver ancestry, but turned away from their Cager ancestry. Some were raised as Weavers and wanted recognition, some were raised as Cagers but were not infected by the Fear of Uncaged Things and they sought a place of comfort. There were also Seekers who sought understanding. The Categorizers published their lists and up popped the Suppliers. 'Don’t have a lifetime to spend learning to Weave? We’ll teach you in a week-end!' 'Can’t find a group of Weavers that will accept you? We’ll create our own!' 'Your best friend would mistake you for a Weaver in our Weaver outfits!' 'Learn to style your hair the way the Weavers do!' 'Make your own authentic Weaver jewelry!' Whatever was needed there was someone to sell it. There is another category that the Categorizers missed and they always
seem to miss them because these people are everywhere yet they do not bring
very much attention to themselves. They do not seek or sell. They offer
what is needed when it is needed. They listen and comfort and care and
every chance they get they - talk to a tree, sing their prayers, dance
with the wind, hug their lawns, glory in the storms, laugh loud, cry deeply,
fight for gentleness, play with babies, use their strength to protect,
and demand that everyone be allowed to feel comfortable being who they
are.
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