Letters to Little One

A Theory on Negativity

Dear Little One,

At times, it seems, negativity is unescapable. It sneaks into your mind and brings you down, sometimes for a few moments, sometimes for longer. Sometimes it’s the product of another person. Sometimes being around someone who is constantly negative will in turn start to make you feel negative. The hard part is, oftentimes when you try to combat that negativity, you pass it on to someone else. It’s not intentional, not in the slightest, but in expressing that negativity, you are setting it free to room elsewhere.

That’s not to say you should hold it in. Share your feelings. Release the negative thoughts that are holding their positive counterparts captive. But take care in how you do so. A cleanse doesn’t always have to come in the form of a complaint. It doesn’t have to be a rant. It doesn’t have to be a shout. Sometimes it can be a drawing or a story or a jog around the block; sometimes it can be a long bath or a nap or an old movie that makes you feel good; sometimes it can be a letter.

Whatever makes you take that deep breath.

Keep taking that deep breath.

See you soon.

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Love & Where to Find it

Dear Little One,

I’ve been thinking a lot about love lately. There are so many kinds.

Love for the senses: things you love to taste or smell or hear or feel or see.

Love for the brain: things you love to learn about, explore, understand, and invent.

Love for the body: things you do to feel calm or alive or dangerous or happy.

Love for the earth: things that you love to be around, be it outside or inside, underwater or in the air.

Love for the heart: things you will live and breathe and sacrifice and die for.

There’s love between friends and girlfriends and boyfriends and husbands and wives and daughters and fathers and sons and mothers and daughters. There’s self-based love and faith based love. There is tangible love and intangible love.

What’s comforting about all this is that, quite simply, there is love. And no matter where you are in your life, you will have it. It will be around you, it will be inside you, it will be you, even when that seems impossible to believe. So don’t lose hope, Little One, love is always there.

 

See you soon

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Breathe in the Now

Dear Little One,

Sometimes I struggle with anxiety. And when it hits, there are times I understand why and times I haven’t the slightest idea. I’m working on it, but sometimes it still feels bigger than me.

I’m not sure if this is something you’ll struggle with. I hope not. Though I feel as though we all do in some from, be it with anxiety or healthy doses of nerves and worry. Regardless of where you stand, I hope you know you can talk to me, and that you’re going to be okay.

Right now, I’m reading this book called OCD, the Dude & Me and in it the main character has OCD which is heightened when she gets overwhelmed. And while she can do little in the way of stopping her brain from initially becoming overwhelmed, she describes a technique on how to cope from there. She says that sometimes we’ll worry about the future and sometimes we’ll worry about the past, and in that worry we’ll send ourselves to those places, thus disconnecting ourselves from the present and making it much harder to calm down. To counteract this, she says her therapist tells her to breathe. Breathe and put your hand over your heart so you can feel it beating. Because that breath and those steady beats, those are now. They are your proof that you are here, now. You are no longer in the past and not yet in the future, so stop worrying about then and there. Take comfort in what you have now and move forward.

Keep breathing, Little One, and I’ll do the same.

See you soon.

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Generous With What We Cannot See

Dear Little One,

Ever since I was little I was encouraged to be generous, to share, to give. And as I’ve grown up, I’ve noticed how often I associate those words with tangible things. I’ve shared toys. I’ve given presents. I’ve been generous with my money. But now, perhaps more than ever, I’m starting to believe that what the world needs more than anything is our generosity with the things we cannot see.

We need to be generous with our hearts, both in loving those who love us and those who don’t.

We need to be generous with our voices, using them to identify what needs to be changed and giving them to those who have had theirs taken away.

We need to be generous with our time, giving it to people not things.

We need to be generous with our hope, passing it along to those who have been given no reason to hold onto their own.

The world needs so much more than money and things, and you are worth so much more than your supply of either. So when you’re looking for ways to be generous, you need look no further than inside of yourself. Chances are if you look there first, the gift will be far greater than anything you could have given blindly out of your pocket.

 

See you soon.

 

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The Silence of Time

Dear Bear,

Sometimes it’s weird thinking that the only thing keeping us apart is the silence of time. That which forces us to be patient and shapes us into who we’ll need to be when life weaves us together. That which teaches us and tortures us and turns us upside down. Until one day it calls out and without thinking, we answer.

 

See you soon.

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On that Day

Dear Little One,

I can’t wait for the day when I tell about this time in my life. About how I constantly wondered whether any of my biggest dreams would come true.

For on that day, as you’re looking up at me with that little twinkle in your eye, I’ll have already discovered one of them did.

See you soon.

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Windows Down

Dear Little One,

The thermometer reached 89 degrees today, which is unheard of for February. There are people all over the world complaining about snow pack and frozen pipes and icy roads, and then there’s us, sweating in shorts and eating ice cream cones. I’m still holding out hope that we get a little more rain before summer, but I suppose we’ll see what the weather has in store for us.

Over the last few weeks, the heat has been pretty consistent, making it impossible for me not to fall into summer patterns. I’ve pulled out my flip flops, craved frozen yogurt, and opened all the windows in my house. I’ve also started to drive with the music up and the windows down. And while I’m not really someone who likes to draw attention to myself, there is a special kind of freedom that comes with singing your heart out into the open air. I downloaded a bunch of new country songs and have been letting the breeze sweep through my car, blowing my hair around as I hum along.

So even though I know the air conditioning is tempting, and on some summer days it’s almost imperative, roll your windows down and let the fresh air cool you off as often as you can. There’s just something about it that forces you to breathe.

 

See you soon.

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