A space is being opened.
A space in time.
A space in place.
A space of fire and wonder.
A space destruction.
A space of rising.
A space that you are invited to.
Dear Love is a project that has been coursing through me for some time.
I write these letters.
Letters I have called love letters from the Universe.
These letters rise up in me and I give them words.
These letters are invitations reaching to you. Calling you forward.
They are lightning and fire and illumination.
They set the illusions quaking.
These letters will offer them Selves to you.
Like spells. Like sacrifices. Like grace.
Bringing you to your depths.
Bringing you to your Self.
Usually, I write these for people. Specific to their moments.
But they have been showing up differently. Grander. More universal.
And they want a space of their own.
They want to be seen. To be read. To be received.
And I am going give them exactly that.
So it is clear, there is no cost to participate in this experience...this is all free.
The letters will be delivered in 3 forms.
In a space on Facebook.
In a dedicated email.
In a voicemail for those who like words read to them.
I will not be sharing these in any other way.
Though, truthfully, I hope you do.
I hope that people read these letters and want the words to wrap themselves around others.
That they get shared. And loved. And that more people show up to read them.
To hear them.
To live them.
There is nothing, though, that you have to do other than receive them.
The group will offer us space to wonder.
To talk.
To embody the words. Or not.
There’s also a mailing list.
And a telephone number that will be shared when new letters arrive.
My commitment is for a year.
3 letters a week.
I would really like to make this something.
And for that I need you.
You can sign up for the mailing list below.
I write these letters.
Letters I have called love letters from the Universe.
These letters rise up in me and I give them words.
These letters are invitations reaching to you. Calling you forward.
They are lightning and fire and illumination.
They set the illusions quaking.
These letters will offer them Selves to you.
Like spells. Like sacrifices. Like grace.
Bringing you to your depths.
Bringing you to your Self.
Usually, I write these for people. Specific to their moments.
But they have been showing up differently. Grander. More universal.
And they want a space of their own.
They want to be seen. To be read. To be received.
And I am going give them exactly that.
So it is clear, there is no cost to participate in this experience...this is all free.
The letters will be delivered in 3 forms.
In a space on Facebook.
In a dedicated email.
In a voicemail for those who like words read to them.
I will not be sharing these in any other way.
Though, truthfully, I hope you do.
I hope that people read these letters and want the words to wrap themselves around others.
That they get shared. And loved. And that more people show up to read them.
To hear them.
To live them.
There is nothing, though, that you have to do other than receive them.
The group will offer us space to wonder.
To talk.
To embody the words. Or not.
There’s also a mailing list.
And a telephone number that will be shared when new letters arrive.
My commitment is for a year.
3 letters a week.
I would really like to make this something.
And for that I need you.
You can sign up for the mailing list below.
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If you want to join the Facebook group, you can do so here: https://bit.ly/2CWZ754
The voicemails can be found at 828-407-0746
The voicemails can be found at 828-407-0746