We could say that the worst part of sleepwalking is the feeling of loneliness within a collective pain generated by the system in which we must live together, yet still suffer alone.
Feeling alone weakens faith. When two people believe in the same idea, that belief becomes stronger. But feeling unseen makes the idea of becoming a butterfly seem impossible—an unreachable dream we can only watch from far away.
If we could see each other as butterflies, recognizing a collective need for change, everything would be different. If we could consciously and constantly share our inner light with one another, we would help each other to become beautiful butterflies.
Light, after all, is an external aid in the process of a caterpillar becoming a butterfly—just as temperature (love) and the absence of danger (safety)
Love your comment, Deg—truly poetry in motion. That’s exactly what the Future Human Letters are meant to do: inspire our spirits to step into action in our everyday lives. To reach out, to remind one another that we are all in this together. We need each other. Though we are social beings, we often feel alone—even while surrounded by beauty, abundance, and the ever-present force of love. Our task is to make that love visible to ourselves and to each other.
Thank you very much for sharing your light ! It’s helping me becoming a butterfly ! I feel very grateful for your words and the healing energy in your letters ! 🙏
I woke up at 3am today, feeling some general anxiety about “something might be off, what is it?” Nothing was off. After just re-reading this letter, I see, again, that this heightened vigilance about “something bad is going to happen and I won’t be prepared for it and OMG what am I going to do?!?” is - a habit. And in some twisted way, this habit of sliding into constant vigilance and tension, ready to “defend myself,” is COMFORT! 🤯
It clearly is the “devil I know.” Because this program runs automatically, I don’t realize that it’s only a habit, and that I am not responding to the present moment. What a HUGE cost! Every morning, I erect the prison into which I then step and stay anxious all day long, believing that’s just part of life. Thank you for making these connections more visible to me, Ronit. Refusing to grow wings because I’m just used to being a caterpillar? F*** that! 🌸💕🙂
We could say that the worst part of sleepwalking is the feeling of loneliness within a collective pain generated by the system in which we must live together, yet still suffer alone.
Feeling alone weakens faith. When two people believe in the same idea, that belief becomes stronger. But feeling unseen makes the idea of becoming a butterfly seem impossible—an unreachable dream we can only watch from far away.
If we could see each other as butterflies, recognizing a collective need for change, everything would be different. If we could consciously and constantly share our inner light with one another, we would help each other to become beautiful butterflies.
Light, after all, is an external aid in the process of a caterpillar becoming a butterfly—just as temperature (love) and the absence of danger (safety)
Just a thought !
I loved the letter!
Love your comment, Deg—truly poetry in motion. That’s exactly what the Future Human Letters are meant to do: inspire our spirits to step into action in our everyday lives. To reach out, to remind one another that we are all in this together. We need each other. Though we are social beings, we often feel alone—even while surrounded by beauty, abundance, and the ever-present force of love. Our task is to make that love visible to ourselves and to each other.
Thank you very much for sharing your light ! It’s helping me becoming a butterfly ! I feel very grateful for your words and the healing energy in your letters ! 🙏
This really resonates for me ❤️🫵
I woke up at 3am today, feeling some general anxiety about “something might be off, what is it?” Nothing was off. After just re-reading this letter, I see, again, that this heightened vigilance about “something bad is going to happen and I won’t be prepared for it and OMG what am I going to do?!?” is - a habit. And in some twisted way, this habit of sliding into constant vigilance and tension, ready to “defend myself,” is COMFORT! 🤯
It clearly is the “devil I know.” Because this program runs automatically, I don’t realize that it’s only a habit, and that I am not responding to the present moment. What a HUGE cost! Every morning, I erect the prison into which I then step and stay anxious all day long, believing that’s just part of life. Thank you for making these connections more visible to me, Ronit. Refusing to grow wings because I’m just used to being a caterpillar? F*** that! 🌸💕🙂