Dear Heather,
You don't have anything more to prove. Over the past 24 hours, I've gone through our files. I've remembered a bunch of things we've done. You did. I found the folder with more than 10 years of goals and dreams for consciously creating your dream life. Look at me now - we DID it! You did it. I did it. Past and Future and present moment me. Damn, it was hard. It was fun. It was really dark at times. Those bitches who stabbed you in the back. Those fucking asshole men. But you had way more friends. Coaches. Guides. Non-Guru Teachers. People who saw you for who you are. Accepted and loved you. And really, you only ever needed one. Me. You. The multitude of present moment Heathers through our life. You knew you'd get here. There was no choice. Here, now or death.
I'm so struck at who we are. I am. Sifting through these boxes of files, letters, papers, photos. I've had amnesia. I forgot who I was. I was so caught up with the PRESENT, and changing it. I forgot what I had done. You did. We accomplished. The power of the past. The path I have created, as I created myself.
I'm really in awe. This is really me? This is really who I am? Who I wanted to be, and who I created myself to be?
Yes. Yes it is.
So Heather, those dark days are over, for now. No one can take away the things you've done. Even if you forget. But it's better if you remember them. Because then maybe you're realize you're stronger than you think, and you're absolutely not the loser you think you are.
That chapter is over. And we are back where we were before. You know the next steps well. Create the path where one has not trod before. Of course there will be people following. They will have no idea you are the one who created this path. And their feet will widen it. It will be hard at times. But you love watching the forest. The wind in the leaves. Having a blank slate of possibilities to savor. Where to step. And, least you forget, you too follow in someone's footsteps. Sometimes whom, is a mystery. At other times, the whisper of a name on the wind. A tuft of fur in the bramble.
More forward as best you can. With respect. Sincerity. Honesty. Integrity.
I'll be waiting for you at the end. I'll be here with you always.
Love,
Heather
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