Dear reader...

Take away my phone, take away my computer, and give me a pen and a single sheet of paper.

I will write you a letter.

Now I don’t know about you…but the only letters I receive are bad news, bills and more bad news.

But imagine one dull, completely normal and not very spectacular morning. The sky is a cloak of grey. Imagine the still air, not a single song, no birds today. Your alarm rings and the little person in your head is screaming again and again to get up and all you want to do is shut away the world in tiny safe for a day….and swallow the key….but suddenly….

Imagine this dreary morning, one letter changes everything.

Imagine this letter is written on the smoothest paper you have ever touched, the words as you trail over them indent passion into the page….and here is how it begins:

The weather is nice today. If it is grey, great because there are only blue skies to look forward to. 

If there are blue skies and sunshine then look up and devour an ocean that will never fall. 

If it is raining step outside and feel the sky cry. Feel the tears of joy because the clouds have just witnessed a mother lay eyes on her new born baby. Feel the tears of sadness because the stars have just seen yet another girl being dragged from her bed to fulfil the needs of a man twice her age. If the sky splashes lightening and throws down a handful of thunder then appreciate that you’re stood there with a roof over your head whilst the Palestinian cries because there’s no home left.

Treasure the searing sound of your alarm at 6:30am and appreciate the fact that you actually woke up and that the searing sounds weren’t screams of the tortured or bombs blasting an entire village into an eternal sleep….

Sleep in a bed woven in safety and comfort,

And how about the next time you’re on your way, carrying out your ordinary day, you actually take in the colours. Stop moaning for summer because there’s so much of every season to discover.

And view rush hour traffic jams as an unwanted gifts from the city, but a gift none the less. We speed down the roads so fast we hardly soak in the view surrounding us. Like how people actually built the buildings around us, how the streets once didn’t exist and how at night the street lights wouldn’t pave the way so nightlife had a completely different meaning.

Go back to believing the moon follows your car only to watch if you got home safely and know that if you’re ever feeling lonely, then she’ll be there, guiding you to the ends of the earth until the sun takes over and embraces you into a ray of warmth even if white smoke escaping your breath on a winter morning stops you from feeling it.

Are you seeing this?

“The best portion of a good man’s life: his little, nameless unremembered acts of kindness and love” now these are words of worth.

Hold the door open for a following stranger and thank those who are kind in return,

Smile because laughter and joy dance in the corner of your lips like a forbidden kiss.

And for a moment just enjoy being you, and know that nobody else could do it better,

Follow your dreams, be a go getter.

Surround yourself with positivity and positivity will surround itself with you,

Light a candle on a cold winter’s morning and lose yourself in secret stories, around campfires with friends in the summer glory.

You’re breathing, you’re alive and you have so much potential,

I already know you can be, but show the rest of the world you’re incredible.

Wishing you the kindest moments and unforgettable pleasures,

Yours sincerely