Erik Ehn's Workshop

There will be so, so much more on the weekend I just spent in the woods with Erik Ehn and the Pataphysics workshop people. Below, though, an email from him, that I don't want to forget. If this were an actual notebook, it would be cut out and pasted in along with a pressed flower (probably a black-eyed susan):

In my own experience, there can be a swift nostalgia for silence and community. Realistically, a louder life will come streaming back. But like any time with a natural phenomenon (a waterfall, a great walk in the woods, shooting stars), the experience can remain a practical and living memory. One can access silence like a talisman (a photo, a religious medal, an oath). One may build a house inside oneself - an imaginary, a wonderful house - as polymorphic as one's dreams, a house that will change like a dream on behalf of dreams - a house in which one shelters and stows the gifts of time in a way that they are not immune from time, but safer than they are in the wild. Then all those times when one is not talking (or not talking/listening to purpose) can be converted to a meaningful, maintained silence by force of recollection.

So. A talisman, here on the web, for later. Revisit as necessary.