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As I listened to the program ; The Vitality of the Struggle; and Terry Tempest Williams account of her mother's journals it made me think of Walt Whitman's poem, "the song of myself." To paraphrase he says, "I depart as air-I shake my white locks at the runaway sun, you will hardly know who I am or what I mean; if you want me again look for me underneath your boot soles; for I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love; I am not in these journals, so you shall not find me there. You can no-longer look through my eyes nor take things from me, but you shall listen to all sides and filter them from your self."

The blank journals says to me that her mother is not there. As Terry pointed out in her interview; voice is so very important to discover. I believe her mother is telling her to find her own voice and live her own life. Her mother is gone and now it is her life that is most important. It is Terry's turn to find her own self in the runaway sun.