The exercise where I ask them to write a letter in the voice of someone who loves you is my favorite. The way the room sucks the air out of itself. The way people’s hands quiver when they read the letter and they seem surprised at the emotion in their own voices, I didn’t think I would cry, they say, and the way their voices shake and tissues get passed around without any eyes averting from the person reading the letter. The way everyone really just wants to be heard. All of us. Side note: Don’t you, too? Want to be heard? Yesterday was one of those moments in life, maybe you’ve had one? Where you’re like Yes, Oh yes, This is what I was meant to be doing. It’s all coming together. Side note: I don’t necessarily believe in such things as “it was meant to be” and “things happen for a reason” so when those moments happen it’s much like when you walk into a hospital room to meet a beautiful dying girl and you hear angels humming. You’re like “No, this can’t be real.” But, it is. It is. xo Jen Pastiloff.
Posted on: Fri, 23 Jan 2015 06:08:46 +0000
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