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  • rendonisis submitted a contest entry to Group logo of Write a letter or poem to your younger self about why he or she shouldn’t worry about the futureWrite a letter or poem to your younger self about why he or she shouldn’t worry about the future 1 years ago

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    Live in Hope Not in Fear

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  • kim_wilder submitted a contest entry to Group logo of Write a letter or poem to your younger self about why he or she shouldn’t worry about the futureWrite a letter or poem to your younger self about why he or she shouldn’t worry about the future 1 years ago

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    To My Younger Self

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  • Changing the envelopes criteria

    it happened again, but this time the impact corresponded to a wild kangaroo blindsided by a speeding truck flashing down the freeway at 200 kilometres. In this moment my primal instincts weren’t driven by the need for survival: instead, they were a desperate attempt to escape the person I was becoming. As a child, I had written what some might call selfish letters but amidst the rush of cars racing past at 200 kilometres, who would take notice of the envelope clenched in my pouch? It may sound corrupt but my commitment to writing pledges to never tell a lie.

    But now, lying here on a deserted roadside, feeling the aftershocks of the collision, my yearning has shifted. I no longer crave the embrace of such sadness.

    Crammed in my pouch, 22 years later, I have decided to recreate that letter, one to the little me who thought the solution was to run away from the world.

    Dear Nes,
    I understand your fear, which may lead to restless nights and mornings filled with unseen chains.
    You wish to grow up, to leave this waking nightmare.
    But now, 22 years later, I am writing to you, to the young child from my past.

    Even if dread still follows you on certain days, you choose not to fasten your tooth of strength to the door handle.
    Rather, you let it penetrate your gums, revealing a voice that was long forgotten in the muck of youth.

    You continue to write and learn,
    Three years on the trail, travelling nonstop.
    You have worked hard, taken up leadership roles for people, managed a store, and fostered aspiring leaders.

    I remember the silent beg to God that said,
    A want, so unjust, so desperate, to silence your voice.
    Now, however, your voice is a salve of serenity for many tired minds, and your words pour from you like a river of wisdom.

    Maybe when you desired the age of 22 you had imagined a different existence.
    Dreams and moonlight weave a tale as old as Cinderella.
    Sadly, love wasn’t as romantic as you had imagined it would be when you were younger.
    The rugged landscape of love gave you strength and tenacity; reality, in contrast to fairy tales, sculpted you from stone.

    You will be proud of yourself, my dear, because you will be able to see the warrior you have grown into in the mirror of time.

    nes

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    • Being a child is about creating fantasies around growing up, but it is what we do in our growing up that either confirms our imaginations or denies them. I like how you mention your travels, because travel can teach so much, and people who have travelled a lot tend to be wise. Thank you for sharing your experience of growing up.

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    • “You will be proud of yourself, my dear, because you will be able to see the warrior you have grown into in the mirror of time.”

      I love that line. I am proud of you, too! <3 Lauren

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  • laurenmoelliott submitted a contest entry to Group logo of Write a letter or poem to your younger self about why he or she shouldn’t worry about the futureWrite a letter or poem to your younger self about why he or she shouldn’t worry about the future 1 years ago

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    The Journey is Better with Jesus: A letter to my younger self

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  • joliver15 shared a letter in the Group logo of Chasing Your DreamsChasing Your Dreams group 1 years ago

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    To Dream

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  • From the future with love: Guidance for my younger self

    Dear younger self,
    Oh, my darling, I know you worry about what lies ahead,
    Always caught in the tangle of questions and uncertainties.
    The future feels like an immense, dark sea, mysterious and intimidating.
    I see you pacing, pondering,
    Your heart heavy with the burden of decisions yet to be made, roads yet to be traveled.
    You fear the unfamiliar, the twists and turns that time will inevitably bring.
    However, let me share what I have learned from my vantage point years ahead.
    The future isn’t a feral beast to be feared, nor a dark rain cloud to blame for your worries.
    It’s created from the present moments you live, from the love you give, the dreams you pursue, the choices you make.
    Each step you take now influences the future, turning the unknown into something beautiful and memorable.
    Trust the journey,
    Let it unfold naturally,
    Let the seeds of effort and kindness you plant today bloom like red roses in a rose garden.
    Let the fears that seem so overwhelming diminish over time, replaced by strengths you’ll discover within yourself.
    You’ll find your way, through storms and sunshine, through the darkest nights and the brightest days.
    Believe in yourself. Trust the path ahead, it is not only manageable but filled with potential and promise.
    The future is kinder than you think, and you are more capable than you realize.
    Embrace the present, let the future take care of itself. You will flourish. I will be with you every step of the way, holding your hand and guiding you.
    With so much love and excitement!
    Your older self

    Cynthia Chavez

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    • People rarely ever speak of the future as kind, and the way you’ve written about it has changed my view. Most of the time, people write about the uncertain aspects of the future, but the way you write about how the specific ways you want to influence your destiny is refreshing. Thank you for sharing!

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  • It's a Process

    Please remember, through your frustration, and troubles of your own creation, it’s so important to give yourself grace instead of wallowing in your disgrace.
    Whatever challenges that you are facing you’ll later realize are worth embracing.
    Even though it won’t happen overnight, everything’s going to be alright.

    Cynthia M Moore

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    • Life challenges strengthen us and make us braver. I love how you included the rhyme as if it’s something you’d say to a child just before bed — especially in the line, “Whatever challenges that you are facing you’ll later realize are worth embracing.” Very lyrical and profound! Your writing asks us to take a more accepting approach. Thank you for sharing!

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  • alibino-christ submitted a contest entry to Group logo of Write a letter or poem to your younger self about why he or she shouldn’t worry about the futureWrite a letter or poem to your younger self about why he or she shouldn’t worry about the future 1 years ago

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    Hire Self

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  • kfree81 submitted a contest entry to Group logo of Write a letter or poem to your younger self about why he or she shouldn’t worry about the futureWrite a letter or poem to your younger self about why he or she shouldn’t worry about the future 1 years ago

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    Reflection

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  • Why Worry?

    Why Worry?
    Dear younger self, this is a letter to me. If I could have had the skills to not worry about the future, I would have been less anxious and enjoyed the ride.
    Learning to live in the moment is a gift to yourself. Smelling the sweet nectar from the flowers blowing in the wind, to running that race around the bend. Playing outside Double-Dutch and kick ball in the street, playing with jacks and marbles with no cares but to be present while I was there. I remember my childhood vividly no cares, until I kept getting older and then I had some fears: fears of getting older and fitting in with my peers, joining social groups and exploring who I was within. I had some anxiety back then, sometimes difficult experiences worrying about my future and how it would end. Forgetting the time when I was outside playing and using my imagination with no certain cares in the world was refreshing. If I could tell myself back then, do not to fret, as I was to age and grow older each day and that would have been ok. Perhaps, I would have thought the sky would have been the limit. If I could have said to myself back then, yes! You can do that or this and eventually just get it done, then I guess this letter would not have had to be written. However, I would have told myself to dream big or even bigger and not to be anxious about the future. See the future will come but after the present. So, the present should have been soaking in the sun. Because the future was yet to come. So, why did you often worry about what was to come but to have embraced the time you had back then and wait patiently for your future to have begun. Yes, you will age, you will not know what is yet to come, but the experiences you had to face while you were young was shaping you into the woman you would become. Not worrying about whether I belonged because just being who you were was exactly who you were! You were born unique! If I had just known to have just trusted myself and spoke to myself to say your enough. Your smile, your laughter, your size, your weight, your height, your life is what the higher power has given you so embrace it and not to worry, because worrying about what is yet to come brings unnecessary anxiety that soils your tongue. If I could have done it all over again, I would know that I was a survivor and that my future was bright and yet to come!

    Angela Pinkins

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    • Your story reminds us to stay in the present and enjoy the sweeter smaller moments in life! Thank you for sharing.

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      • Thank you Jerelle! Yes, looking back is ok, and learning to accept that your past was just the beginning of your future! It all mattered!

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  • I PROMISE IT GETS BETTER

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  • My Love

    To the girl in the mirror with the tears in her eyes
    Staring intently at her double chin and the ripples in her thighs
    Listening to a voice in her head, whispered sweet nothings that have soured and sharpened-leaving long scars down arms that you no longer consider beautiful-
    You are loved.
    You are loved you are loved you are loved.
    I’ll say it once more because it’s hard to hear over the internal and external screaming-voices raining down falsities, attracting you like magnets
    YOU ARE LOVED!
    Let the words wash over you: thunder down and fire up-burning the root of the problem-the seeds that planted how you see yourself in the world.
    “It’s better to hear it here so you’re tough when you go out there-“
    That’s not true.
    You are loved and you are beautiful.
    You’re going to make it through.
    The wounds may be bleeding but they are going to heal-you are not broken.
    People may be laughing but you are not a clown-you are a queen and there’s no need to fix your crown.
    Don’t wipe the tears from your eyes and don’t pick yourself up because it’s okay to feel what you are feeling: you don’t need to take on strong.
    But you need to take on love.
    When I wrap myself around me I am really holding on to you-
    Giving you sweet kisses and tender words to offset the harsh reality that you thought you needed to live in.
    Elixirs for your scars and for the pains.
    I want you to know that your thighs keep me warm at night
    Your chin is the essence of your face and smile
    And those voices? We’re on a journey to conquer the voices.
    You will-we will-conquer every single one.
    Here’s the weapon:
    You are loved.
    I love you.

    Lucille Germain

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    • You are proof that kindness can come from the meanest of environments, and your kindness speaks volumes. The imagery of you hugging and caring for your younger self is so powerful, and we all need to learn from your example. Thank you for sharing!

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  • Don’t worry

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  • Can't Worry

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  • boetch submitted a contest entry to Group logo of Write a letter or poem to your younger self about why he or she shouldn’t worry about the futureWrite a letter or poem to your younger self about why he or she shouldn’t worry about the future 1 years, 1 months ago

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    Lemme Tell Ya How It Is

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  • Wisdom

    Dear younger Rachel,
    Waves come faster than you think
    Trying to catch the sunsets before you blink
    Days and years coming at you like the speed of life
    Demons haunting you
    But light shines in something everyday
    Remember to hold the rope and climb
    No matter how many steps it takes
    Reach for the stars
    Keep shining bright
    Remember things will pass
    Remember the root of the tree
    The people that love you
    The simplest things that make you proud
    All will be well
    You will meet incredible people
    Touch so many hearts
    Inspire the world
    And most importantly be at peace
    With yourself
    You will find strength
    And everyone will know your name

    Rachel

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    • Life seems to move so much faster as we get older, and your poem does a great job of instructing us all to slow down and appreciate the smaller moments. We tend to not give ourselves enough credit for our smaller victories, and it is very wise of you to remind yourself and all of us to take the time to congratulate ourselves on the “simple…read more

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    • I love this, Rachel. I can feel the peace in your life through your writing. That is a true testament to your perseverance and strength. Thank you for sharing. <3 Lauren

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  • kwink submitted a contest entry to Group logo of Write a letter or poem to your younger self about why he or she shouldn’t worry about the futureWrite a letter or poem to your younger self about why he or she shouldn’t worry about the future 1 years, 1 months ago

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    Never became famous

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  • Young Baby Girl

    Dear Baby Girl,
    A nick name I gave to you in your younger years, As I write to you across the chasm of time, my bridge of ink and memory too, As I whisper the truths of life you need to hear.
    As you begin to feel the weight of the tomorrows, for I see you begin to fret about the future, don’t you? As worry gnaws at your tender heart, but let me assure you, dear one your guiding light will shine, and you will succeed.
    Your unseen path is your life’s map that unfolds in so many mysterious ways, the paths you cannot fathom stretch ahead. Each twist, each turn as opportunities awaits, And worry? Don’t fret Baby Girl for it’s only a shadow on the road.
    The Canvas of Dreams are your dreams to paint with bold but soft strokes, for they’ll shape your tomorrows. Fear not the blank canvas and paint what you see in your mind; Your colors will be made into a masterpiece.
    The Symphony of Resilience is a life’s symphony that plays discordant notes but hear me closely the crescendo nears. Your heartstrings will weave resilience, And worry? It’s but a transient note.
    The Constellations of Hope look up, little stargazer! You see the constellations of hope? Each starlight in the sky whispers to you, that “you are enough, just as you are.”
    The wings sprout from your shoulder blades, Invisible yet sturdy. They’ll carry you Beyond the horizon of doubt, where worry shall dissolve into stardust.
    The Echo of Love is like a river that flows through every season of your soul. So, drink deeply love, for its currents will save you when storms rage.
    The Mirrors of Grace are when you gaze into mirrors, see the beauty and poise reflects at you. Your imperfections? They’re brushstrokes, and the portrait of your becoming.
    The Whispers of Stars are your secrets that you leave throughout the night sky. Now you have learned to listen to your thoughts in peace and ahead whisper to you the encouragement of the bravery of your future self.
    The Unfolding, for your young heart, fret not. The universe conspires in your favor and will embrace the unknown, for within it lies the magic of your becoming.
    So, as I come to the end of this letter to me, my sweet innocent younger me, always stay true to you.

    Sarel Hines

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  • What’s Wrong Little One?

    What’s wrong little one?
    What’s that frown all about?
    Don’t you know it’ll all be okay.
    You shouldn’t worry about that troubles you may face. Instead focus on the adventures you will make!
    Just like the birds above gliding through life.
    It’s going to be alright.

    What’s up young man?
    What’s that frown all about?
    Don’t you know it’ll all be okay.
    It’s was just another bad day, some times there’s struggles we face. But we mustn’t let the world take our fate!
    Just like the lions know their place in life.
    It’s going to be alright.

    It’s all alright.
    It’s all alright.

    Cristal Reynoso

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    • The line, “Just like the lions know their place in life,” is a great line because it exudes confidence. We can learn so much about the ourselves around us if we learn from nature and the world around us. I wonder what young man you’re writing about. The fact it seems you are addressing someone else is intriguing! Thank you for sharing.

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  • Life is art in everyway

    Little one don’t you worry
    Time will scurry
    And sometimes you’ll feel in such a hurry
    Just try to listen to the songs of the canary
    I know it feels heavy
    But think of the strength you’ll gain
    Shh Listen to the wind blow
    Little one you should know
    As you grow
    Some people will go
    But remember how you collect everything that shines and glows
    You’ll do that with everyone you know
    Gifting everyone you meet with a piece of you to collect
    As we’re all just mosaics of everyone we’ve met
    Honey don’t worry you’ll find the way just get up and seize the day
    And remember life is art in every way

    Courtney byrd

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    • The idea that we’re “mosaics of everyone we’ve met” is so important and powerful. Our connections, however long or short, are vital to our identities. We don’t exist as complete individuals separate from those around us. Speaking of yourself as a gift is a strong indicator of your confidence and self-appreciation. Thank you for sharing!

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