• We sleep in the desert
    on a land full of stories
    and all night the wind reads the news.

    The Word is written
    everywhere on the land.

    from "Easter, Picacho Peak"
    Laura Girardeau
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June 16, 2007


Debi Bowers

As one of the women fortunate enough to have participated that day, in that wild place, I thank you for taking me back for a replay. I found my afternoon at Wild Basin, accompanied by these wild women you speak of, an exceptional way to prepare for the conference. It's time to expand on what I started that day.

Susan Albert

Hey, wild woman! What a joy and delight it's been to work with you on this book and this conference. Neither would have been so rich and full and (dare I say?) correctly spelled and punctuated without you, oh Greatest of Editors!--Susan

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