Open Letter

From 20 feet away, I dream of an America that listens to the quiet murmurs of truth in the barely audible moments that happen between groundbreaking events.

To This America of Bootstraps and Brawn,

We are all responding to this universe, this magnanimous beating heart. That is all we are ever doing, responding to grace. All these seemingly ordinary moments are always grace. It is a kind of incomprehensible order of things. A madness that is piercing and true. Even when our ears are full of static, it is there beneath the fuzzy crashing sounds.

There is some saying or not a saying really, but more of an idea that recognizes that some things are too beautiful or too bright or too large or too something to be completely recognized or understood. It is like that. Monet’s water lilies on an infinite canvas. Up close, we see only haphazard brush strokes – some white, some green, some blue. But from 10 or (even better) 20 feet away, it is this amazing portrait of life. This genius man who captured the sparkle and transience of life in motion.

From 20 feet away, I dream of an America that…
Listens to the quiet murmurs of truth in between groundbreaking events.
Rewrites the virtues outside of Hollywood.
Takes time to read the labels. Those young adults that say “handle with care.”
Stops and thinks. Stops and listens.
Recognizes that true lasting strength is defined delicately within very fine lines.
So thoroughly practiced in speech and action that it simply is.
The way she said, “Thank You” or the way he said “I love you.”
Did they really mean it? Do they really see me?
Are they speaking truth or just words.

I hope you keep this in mind as we build our future together. I really hope we can make this work.

Forever yours,
Maryn

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