I was recently asked by a stranger if I would write my 27th* Love Letter to him.
He wrote that he is deflated, and I believed him, because, who hasn’t felt that way at times? I know I have.
He wrote that he is ready to stop missing out on things, and thus, he’s starting fresh. And I understood completely.
With a move across the country pending, I pictured him standing at the edge of the canyon that we all stand at when we’re about to make a big change in our lives. It can be scary. It will be uncertain. It takes courage.
And because I couldn’t think of a single reason not to write this stranger a love letter, I closed my eyes and began typing.
So here is my 27th Love Letter, and it’s as much for you and me, as it is for him.
When the slope is steep and the butterflies all seem to be flying away when you wish they’d stay, just remember that the view from the top will be a fresh and beautiful beginning; a new start. A door is waiting and your knocking is the call; don’t stop just before the lover opens the door! Stay awhile; press your ear against the wooden grain, run your fingers across the handle, and smile, because this mystery of unlocking life and love is the gift of the wind in your lungs and the dreams in your mind. It is all working out perfectly, believe it or not.
Let the soft parts of your heart be seen. Too often we wear our armor and yet, we hope our shoulders will be soft and glowing and nurturing enough for the butterfly to pause and rest awhile. Vulnerability, as unpleasant the sound of it, is the trail, the door, and the knocking. It is also the mountain. If your words are the expression of your truth, then your hands are the doing of your love. With these two together, there is nothing that can stop you from achieving your happiest life. It all comes down to trust.
So hear this dear stranger: trust that the view from the top will be greater than anything you can picture now, because it’s the journey that changes your eyes. The alchemy of the journey is absolutely fool-proof. Follow it, breathe it, believe in it. And by it, I mean YOU. Trust your heart.
A Friend You Haven’t Met Yet
Please note: several lines in my letter were inspired by the Rumi poem, “The Sunrise Ruby”.