Well, there I was bringing my message of 2 years ago onto the screen, thinking I
would delete it and write a present moment one. However, I was inspired by rereading it, so I hope you are
Stretch and bend all you forest tree tops,
Let my voice soar over you,
Let my voice soar o-o-over you.
Contemplations About Voice
In the most simplistic understanding, voice is the sum of the noises that emerge
from your mouth with the use of your vocal chords. These noises may speak your
consciosly realized, well thought out truths or they may be an echoing of familiar, commonly acknowledged popular
notions. They may be beautiful songs you sing, wrathful curses you utter, comforting murmers to distressed
beings or angry shouts, crying sobs, gasps of wonder, wimpers of hopelessness, roars of laughter, snickering
giggles, prayers of supplication or repeated gossips.
Voice is vocal expression. But it is also more than that. Even my
dictionary gives these definitions.
Voice: "the right or power to present and receive consideration of one's desires or
opinions: a voice in local affairs, the voice of the people."
Voice: "a quality that seems to proceed from will or personality: the voice of
These last two are the meanings of voice, that I have been
The very act of being, the essence of who I am and why I am here is a
When I am in situations where this essential voice cannot be heard, it is as if
part of my spirit cannot be with me. I may adapt to being invisible. All experiences are valid; there
is invariably a soul's growth lesson to engage with.
In a family group, I cannot stay in wellness, unless my voice is heard and
expressed. Who I am in essence may be masked by any number of costumes, roles I play.
Where my voice fits in harmoniously with others, there I feel
May you be at peace with yourself,
Whatever adventure you are in.