The Sound of Silence
How you can hear yours in the light and the dark.
On New Year’s Day in the early morning of a fresh and snowy 1992, I stepped off a Greyhound bus and wandered into one of the quietest moments I have ever experienced. I was 24 years old and had just finished a month-long stay in the country caring for farm animals at a sanctuary near Ithica, New York. (Which is now a flood-zone). The silence was obtuse …
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