Inspiration

Dear Stranger

Yesterday I received a letter from a stranger. It was so upbeat and uplifting. It seemed surreal as the stranger was sending me their energy. Not know who I am and what I might look like. Isn't this weird or is it meant to be this way. That we will always be writing these letters and never ever know who the person on the other side receiving is. Or is this supposed to be destined or preordained by this universe. One can argue on this point.

Anyway I am sending you today something special. It is called INSPIRATION. I want you to be inspired by no one other than yourself. True, we have a lot of people we can get inspiration from. But nevertheless we must find inspiration within ourselves. I have looked at myself and wondered who really inspires me. As a child it was my mother father and anyone else who I could look up to. I guess as children it is easy to find a mentor or someone to look up to. But as you grow older you really wonder is the inspiration you get from outsiders the true inspiration. Does it really motivate me to excel in the things I truly want to excel. Or should I motivate myself to find that deep sense of inspiration solely within me. These are questions I have always asked myself. True, I have always wanted to be the next most compassionate person. And there are a lot of folks who you can draw your inspiration to be compassionate. But at the end of the day I am not sure you can acheive anything without lifting yourself up to be what you really want to be.

So as I am writing to you, I wonder if you have achieved everything you wanted and are content with life or you are just one of those that is still looking out for the next power ball lottery to be won. No matter what stage you are in your life you still need something more, something to make you excited every morning-something to jump out of bed and say- I am really looking forward to it. That is why I am saying life needs to be inspired all the time- by people around you but most importantly by you.

I hope after reading this letter you will find something that you will do today and tonight as you go to bed you will say- Yes, this letter inspired me to do this! Trust me if you do I will feel it all - no matter where you are. I will smile when you smile and somewhere in the universe we will be bound by a common thread to this thought.

Peace and get inspired now!

MD

Dear Stranger,

You. Are. Beautiful. Inside and out. I want to tell you how much you are appreciated. Without you, this world would not be quite the same. If it weren't for you, I probably would not be awake right now. I wouldn't be as happy without you - knowing that this letter will never touch your hands the way they are touching it now. Beautiful, dear, admirable stranger - Do me a favor. Look around you. Look up. Look down. Look at yourself. Deep into yourself. Are you happy? Are you happy as you could be? Should be? What would make you happier, just what would make you smile? One hour ago, 5 minutes ago, until the VERY last second you opened this letter, you didn't know I existed. But now stranger, we will forever be connected in a sense of anonymity! We're friends! I want the best for you. I want you to live a remarkable, joyous life. I wish you only good things, and long-lasting health, and wisdom and sensibility. Because that is what a friend does for another. Stranger, friend, brand new acquaintance-

I CHALLENGE you:

To try something different each and every day of your life. To do what makes you happy. To live without regrets. To make new friends and meet different people! To breathe and feel at peace. To ACCEPT YOURSELF for who you are.

Life is already difficult. Why make it any harder?

I will never forget you. You are loved.

(heart) Your Stranger

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Dear Stranger,

Hello. I don't really know how to start this (I've never done this before, you know). I'm already wondering about you; are you old, and wise? Will you read this and think, ah. I know the feeling. I've been there. I've done that. Or are you young, and naive, and will you say, oh my I don't know, I can't understand you, I don't relate? I think you'll understand. In my experience, we're all more alike than different. My problem is this: I'm not entirely sure who I am. Wait, let me specify: I know my name, I know my gender, and my family and my favorite color. I know my race, where I live, and how long I sleep at night. But what I don't know is this: I don't know who I like and who I don't like, I don't know what I want to be, or if I'm good enough to be it; I have only a vague idea of what I want to do, and rarely have the courage to pursue it; I don't know what real life is like, outside of my "perfect" suburban town, and I think that's why I don't know who I am; I don't know who I am in the context of the world. But maybe no one knows that. Or, maybe I'm just nothing, maybe my thoughts and questions and wonders are trite, trivial, shallow, commonplace. And that's why I'm writing to you, stranger! Nothing ever happens here, and especially not to me. So I wanted to hear what someone's life is like, someone who is probably completely and totally different than me, so tell me anything and everything, I'm curious. I want to know if people think like me, if I'm not as weird as I thought I was. I just want to hear your story. And your advice. But that's highly unlikely, so tell me whatever's on your mind. I'll listen.

Lots of [heart],

A Stranger