Notes

Dear Fia,

Although earthly events are moved by the hands of the clock, the connection discovery between minds, hearts and souls that vibrate at the same frequency float above time.
The connection formed between us, Fia, in this world also fluctuates above time. And even if our letters were to be lost inside a bottle thrown into the ocean, the good feeling and intention in which each word was imbued would still reach their destination.

We have come this far.
Our friendship survived the first 'winter'.
Congratulations to us.

There are so many people who can not say the same, for although they are in constant contact with each other, they are farther — mentally and emotionally — from each other than the star Earendel.


My heart rejoiced to know that the benevolent winds of change were blowing in your path. I feel you have done a wonderful job thus far, and you certainly will continue to forge wise and fruitful choices for every challenge presented before your presence. I am pround of you, Fia. Keep doing your best, being who you are and listening to your heart and intuition.

You do well in your selectivity towards the messages you come to reply to. I have had the misfortune of witnessing human toxicity more times than I do like to admit, gratuitously directed in different directions. But yes, especially to the female audience.

Of course I appreciate letters, I am a centenarian after all. Joking apart, pleases me a ton — as always —, the access you bestows me to your impressions regarding details that arouse your attention, feed your interest, seduce your mind and caress your heart.

The flower does not come to the bee, so let the words come to you. Let your heart guide the words and the mind will cooperate. Writing should not be like catching butterflies with a net, but appreciating their beauty in serenity. Then the butterflies will rest next to us. And if the words do not come for us in our own time, that is okay. We can share what songs we have been listening to. What we have been reading or watching. The possible news that may arise while we are here. Thoughts and randomness. Writer's block tends to pay a visit to everyone who has a genuine appreciation for words. It is worth waiting for the right words, just as it is worth waiting for the right people.


May the right words (and people) always find a way to you.

Sincerely,

Sorin.