Morning Love Letter (June 10, 2013)

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and in the clearing I see a light,

and in the light I see you and me and everyone we know and everyone we don’t,

and that’s what I imagine for the today of our lives,
a field where all of us can meet and decide
that we would rather be happy than be right
and that love is the best decision we could ever make.

Too often we point fingers.
Too often we make broad claims and fabricate stories to support our arguments.

I don’t want to be a finger-pointer though.

I want us to meet out in the field of not knowing and

to not know together.

The is the story that never ends,
and many would argue that we cannot even agree on its beginning.

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Morning Love Letter (June 4, 2013)

The circle of life
leaves us elated and pained,
we lose one and gain another,
there is death and there is birth.

I cannot explain the mysteries of the universe, and
I cannot explain the logic of it all.

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Morning Love Letter (May 28, 2013)

I want everything five minutes ago.
Send me that email, show me that document, why didn’t you text me back yet?

The cashier is slow, I want my food now, I am waiting, I am waiting,

why is time standing still for me here?

My chest is pounding, my fingers are tingling,
why isn’t my destiny happening already?

Why aren’t I fully actualized yet?

Haven’t I prayed, begged, and pleaded enough?
Isn’t it time for this to start getting good enough?

Enough. Enough. Enough

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Dreams made manifest (May 20, 2013)

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Friends, here is a story I want to share.

In the months leading up to my 30th birthday last year I made a list
“Thirty before Thirty.”
The snapshots of this list are above.

As the day approached – May 24, 2012 -
I looked at the list longingly and realized how far I still had to go
before I could check off these items on this list
which I deemed to be important and indicative
of how successful I had been or could be before this milestone
celebration.

I felt, at times, disappointed by these perceived shortcomings.

Last night I was sifting through papers and found the list above,
the highlighted portions indicated efforts which I thought I actually could get around to,
those more likely to be accomplished in due time (whatever “due time” means).
To my surprise, this list has become a time capsule and an archive

and also a manifestation journal.

Without focusing intently on any of these items,
without having looked at this list in months,
I was – without knowing it – delving into many of these intended adventures.

I was – without actively knowing it – making my dreams manifest in my world.

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Fantasizing about today (May 13, 2013)

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We tend to think that in another time and in another place
we will become something other than that which we are,
that the wounds which keep us aching will be healed
by a balm we have yet to discover
or to invent

in the laboratory of our greatest empowerment.

I fantasize about the self I will inhabit
when anxiety is a memory of my past,
and I flow from green juicing to forgiveness to effortless fashion choices
to flawless hair and non-confrontation with anyone

while smiling and breathing at a pace which is “right” and “authentic” in its

ease.

I never fantasize about this moment,
the one I am living,
in which the opportunity for effortlessness and ease is the most
plausible.
I live inside of it, because such is the way of the world,
but I don’t dream of it.

Do you dream of now?

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So this is morning (May 6, 2013)

You say you are coming over
so I mentally time the trip from your place to mine,

and then I stand by the window and watch.

The images of people walking by are reflected in the dark car sitting at the curb
one building over.

I see them before they see me watching from the window.

A man with a small dog,
two children skipping,
a woman on her phone.
Every whisper of a shadow tickles at my heart

as I predict it to be you.

There are no paintings hanging on my living room wall.
The plates in my cupboards don’t all match, neither do the glasses.
This morning I changed the sheets on my bed and need to wash the blankets.
There is dust on the slats of the Venetian blinds facing the street’s sunlight.

I want to share tea mugs with you in our mismatched kitchen

in this mismatched world
on a street I haven’t lived on yet
so I can stand by the window and watch

you come home to me.

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Morning Love Letter (April 29, 2013)

I learned
that there may always be too much to juggle,

but that it would be up to me to let some balls drop

just because that’s what gravity insisted upon.

I learned
that the sun may tuck itself far behind the clouds,
but it does not mean that it has disappeared indefinitely.

I learned
that the wrinkles around my eyes are stories
that my grandchildren will want to know about,
and my friends with babies are warriors who will teach me

about authentic selflessness when my time comes.

I learned
that late at night, when the day is about to begin,

I can drown myself in my thoughts with little hope for air,

until the morning breaks,
and miraculously, I can feel whole again.

I learned
that crying in the shower is a secret that everyone talks about
and that staying in my pajamas all day

rarely makes me feel as good as I think it will.

I learned
that the language of love and the language of letting go
are both born from the root of truth,
and no weeds will ever go from there.

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Morning Love Letter (April 22, 2013)

There are the promises I make that are just for myself,
inside the darkest corners of my mind where I don’t even let myself peek,

I guarantee with earnest about tomorrow and the next day and thereafter(s).

I breathe, and sometimes forget to do so.
There is chaos more often than there is silence.
Prayer, she reminds me, will be the solution.

I am not looking for a smoothie to be the soothing balm to my curiosity.
I do not want to back stretch into a yoga pose that is meant for another body.

There are the promises that I make that are just for myself,

the ones that bring me to tears and those that lift me to the heavens.

She called me a lost soul.

Is any soul ever really lost?

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Inside the ache of springtime (April 15, 2013)

I ache for more but want to simplify,

the ultimate contradiction of a life well-lived,

whatever that even means.

Those are the words that I wrote in an email to a friend yesterday.

I miss the artist that is me.

The weather is aching too, to be recognized and to be rewarded for its
erraticism and artistry.
I am both elated and frightened.
It seems that as fast as I move, I cannot move faster than change.
It is upon me and beneath me, both cushioning my falls and poking at my back.

I was made for poetry,

there was never a doubt about that,
so for me the winter was a love song of hot chocolate, warm socks,
frozen mornings, and songs that start with “awe” and end in “aw shucks.”

I like wearing gloves.
It makes me feel like I am protected from the wars of my world,
those that take me hostage inside my thoughts and my schedule.

I’m not very good at letting go, I never have been.
But it’s okay, I don’t have to be everything to everyone,
including myself,

I can be broken and whole simultaneously.

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Stepping back to forge ahead (December 28, 2012)

Dear friends of Morning Love Letter,

Today I write to you as the author of this mission, not necessarily in the voice of our collective Higher Self but in the voice of my self, the in-process artist. I aim to embody and implement the mission of healing, connecting, and supporting people through the transformational power of language.

When I started Morning Love Letter in April 2010 I had no idea how it would grow to become more than I could have intended, how I would have the opportunity to connect with people through our shared experiences and our shared words. Consistently I am in awe of these connections and the opportunity I have to participate in them.

Your courage lifts me up and inspires me to live big.

In the next month I will be traveling locally and internationally, and I decided that this is an ideal time for me to step back from this venture and to reflect on where this has been and where this is going. I need to refuel the Morning Love Letter engine to chart the course ahead. This is the first time in the past (close to) three years that I have taken a significant pause from this work, and I am feeling like it’s the best choice for me – and to the benefit of my audience – right now.

Thank you for patiently waiting for me on the other end of this break. I look forward to connecting again soon.

In the meantime, I wish you endless love, peace, joy, ease, and abundance as you enter into the next year. May you know, have, grow, and be(come) all you could desire.

With gratitude,

Meredith Levick

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