I've been thinking about voice. I think everyone has one, even those who can't speak. We all have a tone in our gestures, in our thoughts, in the way we move our eyes. Where does one's voice come from? Our parents, our teachers, from some sound that we've heard? Are we aware of our voice and do we have any control over it?
There are so many different voices; comforting, abrasive, sarcastic, tired, joyful, strained, cautionary, hopeful, lost, steadfast. Sometimes I wonder what is the sound of my own voice. Is it the same as it has always been? Do I listen to it? What is there in silence?