Hi Dear,
Writing to you, with me answering myself, I sometimes laugh and wonder if any of my words do manage to touch you. And more, to guide you in the very challenging times you are walking through. I know I keep inviting, you who is me, to hold on, be patient, look out toward the horizon, and not down to what’s now. Our severely wounded body. But then, isn’t the only way to truly live is to be present in the moment? You’ve read several books about this by now.
Now. Be in the now. Live the now… It’s true, and sometimes also impossible.
Why impossible, you ask?
Well, while uncertainty is kind of the only certain element of life for you at the moment, it is also a door toward new adventures. And some of these adventures aim for the long run.
You know how we’ve always wanted to write a book… How writing a book was always in the back of our minds? Remember the stories we would compose as children? Remember the little sweet helpful creatures that lived in the wall by our bed?
I write to you and plant a seed for my future self. Not the wounded, hurting us, but the healed one, walking life with joy.
As soon as I was able to physically sit and write, even if for only a short period of time, I wrote. By now, I have filled so many journals. And then, the paragraphs started to connect, and the stories merged with the insights of our adventure. And now, now I have an almost complete manuscript. They don’t call it a book until it is published. Or something like that.
In the moments of the now. It was about writing what came out of the pen and down on the lined journal pages. But then, in parallel. I love the parallel in life. Do you ever wonder where we are in parallel? Anyway, back to the writing, in parallel… I knew I was doing more than writing for that moment. More than letting my frustration and confusion pour out onto the page. I was creating something greater. Something, an essay, a book, that could be shared with others one day.
While uncertainty is kind of the only certain element of life for you at the moment, it is also a door toward new adventures. And some of these adventures aim for the long run.
In the moment of now, I write to you what comes through my heart. Loving you. Planting a seed for myself. To accept that while the now is the way to happiness, it’s also OK to dream and allow the divine within us to take us to new lands.
Me
While writing these Notes (I wish) I Wrote to Myself, I found myself bringing the teachings offered by my parenting journey and Near Death Experience into writing. The result is The Promise We Made: Three Universal Soul Promises We Made to Our Children 🙂
