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Quiet, hush, cold, dark, isolation.  This is the tundra in winter. The cacophony of the raucous raven. The dark, dotted silhouettes soaring against the winter white landscape. The oscillation of the ocean. Sometimes it is rowdy. Sometimes, it is silent as it shifts slowly from the sway and swirl of its liquid state to its fixed, frozen form. The teachings of the tundra landscape are transformative.  Listen, learn, and practice as we tap into the wisdom of the awe-inspiring Arctic tundra.