When we come into contact with the other person, our thoughts and actions should express our mind of compassion, even if that person says and does things that are not easy to accept.
We practice in this way until we see clearly that our love is not contingent upon the other person being lovable. ~Thich Nhat Hanh
I’m grateful for love letters received. Memories of finding a friendly looking envelope in the mailbox addressed to me. Sometimes with cute drawings. More than once heavily scented. Sweet words of love hand scripted from the beloved’s heart. And I’ve written letters of love, myself. Humbly trying to express deep feelings of connection and gratitude. Thank you for being in my life at this time. Writing it down. Licking the envelope. Putting a stamp on it and mailing it. Then being as patient as possible before it arrives. A sweet secret, then surprise. Hoping it gives the right impression. Tenderly watering seeds of happiness and compassion.
Is this offering of one to another become too old-fashioned? I suppose it’s easier to send a text or e-mail. Perhaps there are tweet love letters, less than 124 characters each. Maybe some send love letters on Facebook. I’m told its possible to send out love letters to all or your thousands of Facebook friends at once. If that is happening I hope people are not reading them while driving.
It’s sad to think that someday soon it may not be possible to send a real love letter, that’s if post office’s keep getting closed. A service citizens have received throughout this country’s history. It’s nice to hand deliver a card, but sometimes the beloved is far away and our love letter must be mailed. They say it will all be privatized. All for profit. I feel solidarity with those who are trying to save post offices despite the trend to close them. Here is a story about the failed effort to keep the old post office open in Ukiah.
Friends in Berkeley offer a familiar tune with new words to try to save their historical building from the auction block.
May we all give and receive all the love letters needed for happiness and well-being.