Dear young Rayna,
I have always wanted to tell you what an inspiration you are; you live with that childlike wonder and joy that leaves one begging for more; more of your laughter, hope, and imagination.Through your magical eyes, you see the world and its possibilities. Its dreams and potentials. I see tomorrows inside of tomorrows. You peel away, you dig ceaselessly at all the illusions and fill life with the presence of the beauty of miracles- the miracles of breathing,
seeing, feeling, tasting, touching, imagining. The miraculous feeling of a heart-felt connection to myself, others, and nature. It is in the way you talk, walk, reflect, and even in the way you say hello.
Even when the world seems harsh, you see the beauty in it. Because there is beauty, in what is unpleasant, dark, uncomfortable, and tragic.It is a kind of beauty that makes me pause and consider how fragile life is; how valuable EVERY SECOND of breath is; it is a beauty that welcomes and invites what is best in us, to challenge our resolve and potential to be more; to feel with all of our heart historic past, present and future as one living being and reality. You
have taught me to see that it is in struggle, pain, and the darkness of anxiety that the light beckons and shines brightest. It is said, “To a soul that is hungry even the bitter is sweet.” This is what I see, this is what you have inspired me to see, this is what I want to see forever. It is a vision of health, hope, truth , love, and eternity. What a gift you have given me. I feel like knowing you is to know A magic well – the more you take from it the more there is to take!!! In this case the more you give the more there is to give. Your spirit replenishes itself. The more you live the more there is to life.
With you nothing is accidental. On the contrary you perceive everything as a gift that needs your attention and care. In my eyes, your spirit seems to aim for new skies on the bow of life, as it flies like arrows with dreams through targets to teach something. And what I have learned is you turn struggles into triumphs for all of us. You prove everyday well lived embraces a lifetime of hope. You are my immortal friend, the core of all honest whispers, and like a red soaked rose you find spring in every season. The butterflies will find this rose and pollinate life in a way that the imagination becomes a mansion of healthy wonder and novelty. This is one of the wonders of life- to awaken every day being receptive to the idea that we are visited by God’s mysteries, that we are to be metaphorically pollinated by all of the wonders of the stars. Our every breath is a wonder that connects us to the winds and the breezes of all the migration routes that lead to peace and love. This is what I admire most about you, and like the wind it continues to flow carrying surprises and beauty for many more tomorrows.
-Rayna Mehta