Love Letters to Strangers

I think the only thing that could trump
The Joy Felt from a single heart shaped
rose is a Love Letter from a Stranger.

A "Sucker Punch" to Systematization!

Wow! Do I remember those days of waiting for the postman! Although, today I could not tell you why I was always excited to see the postman.  Maybe it was because I knew that monthly checks came in the mail or maybe a song influenced me.  The only time we really got mail was at Christmas time.  We would get those glittery cards from relatives.  As I got older, it seemed that the only thing the postman brought to me were bills, more bills and past due bills.  In fact, letter writing has long been an antiquated art in many households.  Hannah Brencher, the author of Love Letters to Strangers from Ted.com, had a very different experience in her home, where her mother required old-fashioned hand written letters as opposed to emails and text messages.  Another Ted.com speaker recounts the rich legacy that handwritten letters leaves for our posterity.

To battle melancholia at a time in her life when she was feeling very low, Hannah, began to write the kind of letters that her mother once wrote to her, for strangers.  Hannah’s passion and her commitment to increasing her own joy by randomly leaving love letters around town is a profound demonstration of Magnanimity without Hesitation (MWH).  She ultimately posed a promise to the Internet, that she would write a handwritten letter to anyone who asked her for one.  As discussed in an earlier blog, MWH is the best defense to the kind of systematization that causes depression, distress, and pushes people to the edge of insanity.  Through her handwritten acts of kindness, Hannah hammered the nail that penetrated the pain of being bullied, empowered a man to give life another try, and helped a wife to deal with the spousal mental after shock of her husband returning from Afghanistan, war shocked.

One of the key obstructions to emerging artists achieving ultimate success in entertainment business results from the repercussions of feeling all-alone, having no one to share their pain.  Music is like those infectious love letters that ignited into fuel for the global energy of connective healing. The greatest solace that I find to life’s atrocities is in meditation and music. The author has inspired me to revisit the art of letter writing. I quote from a poem that I actually wrote years ago entitled
JUST ANOTHER LETTER TO MYSELF,

           “Being failed by a system so bureaucratic,

seeking justice but there’s nothing but static…

I pray that this be my last cry,

my last letter to myself,

my last call to deaf ears. 

I stand ready to Testify…”

If only I had known Hannah Brencher then.  Maybe I would have received one of those lift me up love letters from a stranger at a time when my heart needed it most. Witnessing the powerful response from the universe when Hannah decided to become proactive about the negativity that was trying to plague her life has inspired me to write another letter.  I will hand write this one in braille, personally autographed to my virtual mentor, who through melodic orchestration moves our souls to have a talk and find Comfort in THE ONE WHO LOVES us TRUE when confronted with the spills of systematization...queenstrue...