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To Infinity, and Beyond~

Posted on: January 2, 2019 | Posted by: Alison Miller

I was sick during the entire 12 days of Christmas. And counting. I lost last Tuesday, thinking it was still Monday, when it was actually Wednesday. Also, I thought last year was 2019 already.

I’m so out of it.

I could blame illness. Widows Fog. General lack of interest in Time itself. So many things.

What I choose to blame is that my creative brain is in process, and that kind of takes over.

Let’s go with that.

I’ve been spending the last month, when my consciousness has been engaged at all, in developing my latest project for my Odyssey of Love.

Love is, in the most serious way, the only focus of my life.

It’s what keeps me sane. Remembering Chuck’s Love for me, cultivating Love in my here and now world.

I’m inviting all of you reading this to join me in this project I’m calling “Letters to Love”.

Our world is starved for connection.

Craving connection.

And, if you’re anything like me, wondering about Love and its’ place in our lives now. 

Where did it go? We know it’s still here, with us. Because Love is energy, right? And Love is what remains after our person dies.

Hence my new project, Letters to Love.

I’m inviting everyone…the widowed world and everyone else…to write a Letter to Love and send it out into the Universe. Letters with questions and doubts about Love. Philosophies about Love. Quotes of Love. Anything and everything you’ve ever thought about Love.

Get a piece of stationary, or tear a piece of paper out of a notebook, grab a pen, and let the words flow from your heart into your hand and onto the paper. Write it out. Ask your questions. Share your philosophy. Just write.

And then take the paper and fold it gently and put it in an envelope and send it into the Universe, with a postal address for Arizona. 

Start it “Dear Love”.

Address it to “Letters to Love, c/o Alison L Miller, POB 2681, Florence AZ 85132

There is something magical about doing such a small but significant act as letter writing, don’t you think? It’s a lost art, for certain.

I’m resurrecting the art, and asking you to join me in it.

Write a letter to Love. Write several letters to Love over the next year.

You just might get a response.

Be part of my Odyssey of Love.

Be part of the magic that happens when Love is present.

Because Love is real, and it is what remains, beyond anything else~

Categories: Widowed, Widowed Effect on Family/Friends, Widowed and Healing, Widowed Community, Military Widowed

About Alison Miller

My beloved husband Chuck died while we were full timing on the road. We’d rented a condo for our stay in southern CA, and I had to leave 3 weeks after his death. All I knew at that time was that I had to find a way to continue traveling on my own, because settling down without him made me break into a cold sweat. I knew that the only place I’d find any connection to Chuck again was out on the roads we’d been traveling for our last 4 years together. I knew nobody out on the road, I knew grief was a great isolator, and I knew I had to change the way I traveled without him, to make it more emotionally bearable for me. So I bought a new car, had a shade of pink customized for it, bought a tiny trailer and painted the trim in pink, learned how to tow and camp, and set out alone. My anxiety was through the roof, and all I knew to trust was the Love that Chuck left behind for me. I found Soaring Spirits early on, thank god, and the connections I made through SS helped ground me to some extent. I needed to know that other widow/ers were out there in my world, because I felt so disoriented and dislocated. Through Soaring Spirits, as the miles added up, my rig taking me north, south, east and west, I found community. I found sanity…or at least I learned that if I was bat shit crazy, I was in good company, and realizing that ultimately saved my sanity. PinkMagic, my rig, is covered with hundreds of names of loved ones sent to me by my widowed community, and I know it isn’t visible to the naked eye, but I’ll let you in on a secret…she actually illuminates Love as I drive down the many roads in our country, and I can see it through my side view mirror. Love does, indeed, live on~

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