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Writing Conference, Ashland, Oregon

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Silence introduced in a society that worships noise is like the moon exposing the night. Behind darkness is our fear. Within silence our voice dwells. What is required from both is that we be still. We focus. We listen. We see and we hear. The unexpected emerges.

–Terry Tempest Williams, When Women Were Birds: Fifty-four Variations on Voice