For St. James...

Know that life is in front of you - smiling and embracing and waiting...

Know that someone is proud of you - of your endeavors, of your hopes and of your dreams…

Know that you are always in someone’s thoughts - always hoping the goodness to come out in you and flourish…

Know that you are good. 

That no matter how you may always think you are not, you are a wellspring of what is good and true and pure. 

The universe declares so, my friend. 

And the universe is never wrong.

Know that you are strong. 

Violent forces may touch you, defile you, harm you, cripple you until it all may seem blur, greyish-black, biting the thing you call your soul, summoning forth the darkest edge of reason beckoning unreason… 

But still you stand panting, bleeding and wounded yet undefeated. 

You are david in the desert. 

Your heart is your sling. 

Your soul, your pebble.

Your will is a trebuchet…

Know that you are loved. 

That there are people who care for you and think and hope the best of you. distance does not exist…

Know that you are embraced. 

Know that your past is absolved, forgiven, consecrated…

Know that now is what matters. 

Now you are here… 

Now you are strong… 

Now you are loved…

Know that you are becoming. 

That what you were and what you are now are together, embraced, post-coital. 

That tomorrow will be another you and the day after tomorrow will rise forth another you… 

And the day after that and the day after that… 

You are a lovechild of tomorrow’s tomorrow’s tomorrow. 

Therefore, 

Be-come.

The universe loves you, my friend. 

I love you…

Know that time is a patient lover. 

Ever constant and ever faithful…

Know that it doesn't matter how long it takes 

Or how many pit stops you make or which road you take. 

Or even if you actually get there… 

What really matters is that you are taking the journey…

Tomorrow patiently waits for you, my friend .

Seize it.

February 23, 2006

A Letter to St. James