Good morning, Dearest.
If the world were pitch black, then no one would be able to see anything. You wouldn't be able to speak because you'd be so scared. You wouldn't be able to learn anything because you can't learn much in the dark, other than what goes on in your head, and sometimes that's not always right. If the world were pitch black then there would be no light—no sun, no moon, no stars.
But Dearest, that's not true. You have stars, and you have a moon, and you have a sun. And just like that is a fact, this is also a fact: There is always light in your life. It always amazes me how you can bear to say that life sucks. Life hurts. Life can be black and white. But it doesn't suck. Light is beauty. Every light in your life is a piece of beauty waiting to be seen.
You know what else amazes me? Some blind people seem to see more beauty than those with sight. And it makes me wonder, is it really they who are blind? Or is it us? Sometimes seeing can feel more like a burden than a blessing. But it can be a blessing if we want it to. And there's someone who can change that. Us.
We choose to see beauty. And then we choose to create more beauty.
I hope you know you're beautiful, Dearest.
Stars are beautiful. There's something about the wonder and vastness of it all, the sheer number of how many of them there are in the night sky. They shine on us all night long, like little guardian angels. If you stay awake long enough through the night, then they become pricks of sunshine like the lit-up holes in your dark blanket. You smile at them, and then you fall asleep, safe in the arms of the heavens.
People are so beautiful when they truly laugh. Laughs—true laughs—are full of joy, and happiness, and peace, and so many other positive things. Laughs are contagious, just like yawns. Every time I hear someone laugh like that, I laugh. I love that sound. So laugh a lot, dearest. Notice when people are happy and feeling beautiful and let them help you feel beautiful too.
There's something about being around a person who knows they are beautiful. They know from the bottom of their hearts that they have true beauty. They're happy. They laugh a lot. They never say anything mean and they stand up for others. They are kind and helpful. They take you by the hand and lift you to your feet when all you can do is sit on the curb crying. Beautiful people say, "God created beauty to be shared."
See the beauty in others. It's always there, even if you can't see it in yourself.
And I know that sometimes you don't see it, but you really are beautiful. It's deep down there, tucked under all that mess that pushes to the front, but I see it in your eyes. All people have beautiful eyes. The eyes are where everything surfaces. The eyes are what tells the truth about everything. And the truth is, Dearest, your eyes tell me that you have a beautiful soul even though it may be cracked and crumbling.
Don't give up, Dearest. I don't know what I would do if you gave up.
Stay beautiful. Please.
t r u t h
A while ago, I came up with the idea of writing a series called Letters of Light. They were meant to encourage others and show them that I love them, even though I may not know them, but I've found that letters like these are precious things. They're precious because I write them to myself. I want to remember these things as I grow up, and never doubt the things I felt for even a moment. I'm happy to share them with you; maybe they'll be the letters I first envisioned when I set out writing them. :)