03/30/10
For You, I Wish Your Turn to Feel the Sun Upon Your Face
by: Tricia LaVoiceMothers, you have wept like a Willow, stood strong against the storms carrying the wisdom of an Oak while wrapping your arms like Ivy around those you love. You are the roots they feed upon, their nourishment, their strength. You hold them stable, absorbing what you must from the world around you and spread yourself thin so they can thrive. You have worked hard and now I say to you, mothers of the world, take your turn and rise above. Feel the sun upon your face, smell the air of the earth and show us your colors as you reach for the sky letting your blossoms fragrance the air. You are the anchor for many but it is your turn to flourish. For you, my mother friends, I wish your turn to feel the sun upon your face.
12/04/09For You, I Wish a Season of Love
by: Tricia LaVoiceIf I could write you spring, I would compose a rainbow and stretch it near and far for you to climb and witness the Seven Wonders of the World. If I could write you summer, I would compose a rushing river and float you to the sea where you could sing with the mermaids and ride the backs of seahorses. If I could write you autumn, I would compose you into an artist so your brush could glide across a colorful landscape creating a new earth. If I could write you winter, I would compose you a snowflake to float you way above the clouds so you could soar throughout the stars. But I do not have the know how to write you spring and summer or winter and fall. I cannot compose rainbows and rivers or snowflakes and artist. All I know is to write you love, to compose you the words of my heart, the whispers of my dreams, to hold your hand in mine and love you. For you, I wish you a season of love.
11/28/09For You, I Wish a Place in the Grove
by: Tricia LaVoiceIt is a beautiful sensation yet almost odd, to feel so small while feeling so powerful but life captures you, it forces you to think about being part of this earth when standing at the base of the giant Sequoia. Towering through the sky she holds the wisdom gained from a life extending over two thousands years. While few experiences can rejuvenates one’s soul more than the moments you spend with her in silence, it is the wonder beneath your feet that tenders the greatest awe. The grove is wide, the soil is fertile yet she anchors herself to the ground by intertwining her roots around the roots of others. Gaining their support she offers hers and together they reach for the heavens… I want to love like this, trust like this, share in a world like this. I want to wrap my arms in loyalty around those next to me while feeling theirs knowing we can withstand the storms, share in the sunlight and reach for the stars together. I want to feel 300 feet tall as one while being part of one, excluding no one. I want to love like this. For you, I wish a place in the grove.
11/21/09For You, I Wish a Burst of Orange
by: Tricia LaVoicePicnics were planned up on the ridge, hikes were mapped out through the valleys and time was set aside for talks about everything and nothing down by the river. We held expectations and made detailed plans on how we would lavish in her new birthed colors and tranquility. It was all under our control that Autumn until the skies opened, the rain fell and storms blew in sweeping away much of her beauty before its time. Saddened, we walked with our heads to the ground until a burst of orange caught our eyes awakening us to her veiled beauty. Gazing through the gray we saw shades of reds and purples, yellows shouting for attention while ginger and scarlet, amethyst and crimson radiated in contrast with the soaked dark bark supporting them. Her beauty was not swept away, it was just overshadowed requiring some effort to unearth… We set our expectations of what our lives will be, we make our plans of how they will go but soon we find that much of life is out of our control. While we lavish the good times, we must remember during the hard times to gaze through the sorrow and heartaches finding bursts of love and strength. We must soak in the beauty of our lives that may be overshadowed but that are always there when we make the effort to find it . For you, I wish a burst of orange.