I was leaving that bittersweet gathering,
thinking it odd to celebrate your parting,
not willing to consider this could be good-bye
for good,
because good-bye is never for good,
even this good-bye,
when someone came rushing up to me
holding out a rolled, jute rug…
“Tanja wants you to have this,” she says.

I recognized the woven wall hanging
I’d so often admired,
of the woman with a bird perched on her shoulder.
I smile with the memory of so many lunches in your home
where that woven woman silently witnessed,
the blooming of our friendship
over salads,
with ingredients I never thought to toss together;
over conversations,
with ideas tossed about with vigor;
over gatherings,
of women so honored to be brought together by you.

How delighted I was to be included and accepted
by someone I held in such high esteem.
How I yearned to be like you:
unfooled by foolishness,
unsilenced by jeers,
undaunted by the impossibility of success.
undeterred by the labels:
“She’s difficult, stubborn, obstinate…”
You’d laugh it all off!
Then go on to accomplish the impossible.

You brought us along into your forays against injustice,
Tanja’s Women, with the dove on our shoulders,
marching beside you
carrying your banners,
purple, cyan and magenta
emblazoned with the symbol of peace.
Preparing us for the day we’d need to do it without you.

Now that lady with the dove on her shoulder
watches over me, from my own home.
I feel your gaze in her eyes.
I imagine your laughter,
somehow caught in the weave,
escaping from her woven lips.
Sometimes, I hear that laugh coming from me,
from deep within me,
where you so carefully planted it.
Sometimes I hear it in my sisters.

You taught us well,
To wield words with precision and valor,
To laugh as we soldier on,
Brave and enduring,
We are always, Tanja’s women.

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  • Jeeni your eloquent woven story about Tanya was so captivating. Your keen perceptions attracted you to Tanya like a bee to a flower. You and Tanya were kindred spirits, almost being able to read each others minds and suggesting similar actions to address critical community issues. You were both women of action, not arm chair revolutionaries/critics. Thanks Tanya for mentoring Jeeni & being her surrogate mom in the struggle for women and children’s rights.

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