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Dear Me,
The question of personal identity lasts with us until we either find something or someone to devote ourselves to, or until we cross a significant milestone in our lives. Which one of these is more important or relevant, or which one is higher on our priority list, is what makes us who we are. We have a conscience. Until we don’t found it to be stable and focused enough, we cannot possibly let it be our Master. We are the mind. We are the conscience. At the same time, we need to control our mind and conscience. Again, when do we give our slaves their liberty of becoming our Masters is what decides our choices. "Tranquillity and Turmoil " So, at the end of it all, we are the answer. Seek within you. Faith may not exactly be a solid foundation right now. It might be highly relevant to our situation here, but, this is one of those things that are to be kept hanging until the answer finally hits us right between the eyes. For this, we’ll need some time, age and maturity..."An Allegory" We have age and time by us, but we aren’t powerful or immortal enough to fight them. So, live life or stop for a minute, think about those warm things that have made you, then, think about those soaring aspirations and bask in the tenderly snug spaces of your unfathomable mind. "Let Us Live" Fear is a mistake. It is an error. It is a stage to grow up from. It is a dead skin to be caste, shed and shredded away to the most non-existent spaces of your mind where everything purged cannot be retrieved. Passion is a boon. Play with it, push it to The Limit. Challenge its existence by daring to stake it for the cause of living in reality. Your passion is expression. Live it up. Don’t kill the killer instinct by selling your passion, aka, yourself. Expression is not to be sold, dear. All the same, don’t push it aside. Keep it dear; keep it hanging on your thread... your puppet strings... Live your passion at Washington DC, aka, Writing Dot Com. "Parchment" Occasionally, it is alright to dream, aspire and pay a few visits to the worlds that are invisible to the naked eye and invincible in front of reality. Read, play and shut your eyes for a while... Be that youthful, independent, unique and ‘original’ piece of yourself, because you ‘see’ those incomparable worlds through your very own eyes. At times, everything and everyone around you may seem to be crass, crude, blind and deaf to the sounds of reality, truth and dawns of realizations. You aren’t any of that, but that atmosphere of crass, crude, blind and deaf souls is in fact, the harsh reality. The Ugly Truth. Don’t pride yourself for being the onlooker. Just accept the state around you and respect them all who can do you no good. "It Was One Of Those Days" Treat innocence as a part of you, never as a phase or a side of you. Treasure your sacred moments and this new definition of your personal innocence and privacy is what will make you consistent in your own way, better balanced and poised... and many more things that you’re yet to discover. "Sorry, I didn't Hear You" Life has so many new lessons to learn from. Be open, ready for inspiration from anywhere. Those small signals in life are what make us a little better each day. Small steps count towards excellence and perfection. The Pursuit of Perfection is something that you have to keep up. Besides being amenable, patience is a virtue. Be patient with time, patient with people and circumstances, and most of all, patient with you, for that matters The Most. We may be quite young, but all I know through the subtle pains and panes of wide and bright insight, is that this is the core of your list of to dos or list of resolutions every year, for each and every new endeavour that you make out of obstacles and opportunities on your way for the rest of your life. "Vista" This New Year, we look back at all those lessons that were learnt the hard way. We may not remember our achievements, blunders, errors, successes... We learn to not live by the details of daily life, (because they’re tragic) but live by visualising the Big Picture. We envision our desire to continue what we started; now with a better energy, attitude, aptitude and finesse ... we’re back in form! Now that’s our new-age resolution. With best wishes and lots of nostalgia, I wish you a Happy New Year and all the best for journeying on seemingly smooth, untrodden snow. So go ahead, finish all those things that you started, or are planning to start! Yours, Me. {PS:You're still 14, read this even when you're 50. I'm sure it'll still apply.! } _________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Writer's Additions: What I want to stress, is that this is a letter to me that will apply even after 3 decades from now. This a letter of answers to my questions. When I set out to write this, all I remember, is that, it was I who wrote it. It came from the core of my soul. (wherever that is...) Words simply flowed from my soul through my fingers onto the word processor. This is The Letter to Me with answers for free. Also, those links that are added after the paragraphs are for extra reading. I put them up so that brevity doesn't make this letter incomprehensible, and lengthiness doesn't make this letter boring. So, I linked to those items in my portfolio that I found similar in meaning and message. Read, enjoy, bask in, and do go through my portfolio if you're planning on a review raid! Thank You! Written specially for the "Dear Me: Official Contest" Word Count without Writer's Addition: 814 Word Count with Writer's Addition: 966
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