Letters From Your Heart To My Heart: Adriana & The Magic Chain
There is something very special about writing letters. It is a brave act of intimacy.
I am trying to remember the first letter I wrote in this life. So many years to go through, so many emotions and so many people to feel. But I am going through them all, time and distance, until I arrive on the hills of my childhood, where an innocent friendship was born between two girls of almost the same age.
People would have said about us like this: me — the girl from the city; she — the country girl.
But between us there were no such labels. Between us there was play, trust, curiosity, love. And after a summer together, I was leaving for the city. She remained, along with a piece of my soul, on the hills where I knew freedom.
And, for a while, we started writing friendship letters, where we put our longing and stories, our hearts.
There is something very special about writing letters. It is a brave act of intimacy, of vulnerability, of sincerity, of disclosure, of friendship, of love, of romance.
During my life, I have written other letters, either of friendship, or of love, or of longing, or of pain, or of goodbye.
So maybe I was a human predestined to write many letters. Because this is where I am today. Ah, but I love doing it.
I love writing letters as I love writing poetry. I love that first moment, when all I see is a blank, white screen, not yet tainted by the power of words. I love the curiosity I have because, most of the time, I don’t know what’s going to happen next.
But I also love to receive them. It deeply moves me to receive such a precious gift, of words and love. If you don’t know what gift to give me for my birthday, write me a letter and I will be happy.
Letters from your heart to my heart
That’s what this chapter will be about. About letters or messages received, written from your heart to my heart, since I have been on this journey.
I am a huge believer in the power of words written from the heart. I believe in the power of the letters I share and I believe in the power of the letters I receive.
I think writing letters can be a way to reconnect with each other on a deep level. I believe that letters have the power to bring our hearts together, to remind us that we are essentially the same.
Or, at least, I can hope. I can hope for a world where we are kinder to each other, more attentive, more bouncy, less selfish, more altruistic.
With this hope in my heart, I begin a new magical chain of letters. But I have one more story to tell about this magic chain.
First, about Adriana. The first person to write me a letter from Bali. And then she wrote me another one.
Adriana, the girl with the ocean eyes and the magic chain
Adriana, which I was fond of with from the first moment, was my roommate for 10 nights. And it also settled quietly in my heart in our most vulnerable moments. We mirrored each other, we contained each other’s most hidden pains, we healed together. Adriana is a storyteller, a world traveler, a free soul, a brave and wise woman, a patient creative person who ties colorful bracelets but, most of all, she is a human endowed with immense generosity. — Ananda. Bali dream comes true. 500 Euro
This generosity of hers has put me to the test in many moments in the process of transformation, reception, acceptance with joy.
She is also the first person who made a huge first gesture for my dream. A gesture that pushed me with crushing speed towards the fine line between feeling worthy and feeling unworthy. A fundraiser and 500 euros transferred to my Revolut account.
“To live all the experiences you feel like living”
The magical chain
And from here began a magical chain. A chain where she was joined by other people who believed in my dream. But, at the same time, this is a chain that she told me to carry on, by giving something in return: words, energy, love, money.
I did it. I continued to write letters.
I gave smiles on the street, I gave hugs and compliments to strangers, I gave unconditional love to people I missed and met here, I gave patience and understanding to people who sent me their pain across oceans.
And, I offered money. I thought a lot about whether to tell about it.
But I chose to do it, and not because I want to impress you, but because I hope you understand me better. My intention is pure and I hope it makes sense.
I offered money, more or less, from the little I had from day to day, almost daily. Usually, to women on the street who have one or two or three children with them. Yes, I know what they say — let’s not encourage begging. But I don’t see a human begging, I see a woman trying to sell something, a bracelet, and I see a child growing up on the street, playing with the bracelets his mother is trying to sell.
I gave not because I felt I owed Adriana or the people who gave me from what they had. I offered because I felt I had a duty to this place that welcomed me with an open heart, to the people who smile at me every day, to the inspiration and happiness I receive.
I gave, trusting that the Universe would give to me, in ways unknown to me. But at the same time I offered without expecting to receive something in return at that exact moment.
I offered, as Adriana taught me, looking people in the eye and not looking at the money I offer them. I offered money from a place of love, not fear.
And the Universe has rewarded me and blesses me daily, through people, through opportunities, through lessons, through sun, through rain, through an ongoing abundance.
Here I am, my dear Adriana, I am here taking care of the magic chain because it makes sense to do so.
And now, we start a new magical chain together. Letters from your heart to my heart. And from my heart to your heart.
I adore you for all you have done for me, I love you for all you have seen in me, and I honor you in these lines. People need to be reminded of those angels who sit in the shadows and do deeds of immense generosity. You are one of those angels.
Letters from Adriana
1/2 (a letter received along with a small journal)
Simona,
Spread all your magic here, touch and inspire people who haven’t had the chance to know you yet.
I kiss and hug you, Adriana
Letters from Bali — 2022
2/2
Simona,
You are absolutely magical and one day you will at least be able to see yourself through my eyes.
I know you so little and yet so much, it’s as if you’ve always been a part of me.
I wish you to find yourself as you need, to be an inspiration and to touch souls around the world with your magic.
To bring them closer to themselves with the gentleness and firmness that you have given me.
#sisters #exorcism #chakre #infinitelove
Adriana
Letters from Bali — 2022
Attraversiamo together to Ananda by connecting our hearts,
S.
Letters from Bali
Tuesday, 06.12.2022
Sweet notes:
If you want to support my big dream of writing Letters from Bali (link below), I will be truly grateful and I will add your name in the book on the list of dreamers that believed in and with me:
Financial support: https://revolut.me/simonagoqw
A virtual coffee: https://www.buymeacoffee.com/simona13
Or you can give me a tip — below these last lines of the article ;)
Thank you so much & keep dreaming.
