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Gratitude Letter to Patrick

By Carisa Carlton

Day Twenty-Two of my “30-Days of Gratitude” journey

October 14, 2017

Dear Patrick,

 

When I think of my first awakening, my mind travels to Paris when I first met you for a polite dinner with international friends. You understood the changes I chose for myself long before anyone else could, but more importantly you respected the changes, which drew me to you. I wanted to know more about the man who had the courage to accept cultural deviations. That was 1992, and I am still affected by your occupation in my heart.

 

I am grateful you made the journey to San Francisco. I am grateful above all for your raw, shocking honesty. I am grateful for the red sarong. I am grateful for the laughter. I am grateful for the expenditures that made many of our experiences possible. I am grateful for the walks around Notre Dame and along the Seine. 

 

I am grateful for your devoted years of hand-penned letters. I am grateful for your phone calls. I am grateful for your French lessons. I am grateful for your efforts to understand me. I am grateful for you teaching me to understand myself and others.

 

I am grateful for your willingness to risk complete insanity by diving into the dark depths of human consciousness with me, and thereby introducing me to a higher state of consciousness. I am grateful for the 12-hour long cafe philosophical debates. I am grateful for your willingness to change your perspective, and argue the other side.

 

I am grateful for the blood red ink and Egyptian cotton paper that inspired me to reveal my soul from places like Fujinomiya and the Orient Express. I am grateful that you could perceive my presence before I told you I was there.

 

I am grateful for the opportunity to, at least once in my life, experience a jolt of shocking electricity when standing in the presence of an enlightened being. I am grateful that you still visit my dreams. I am grateful that nearly 6,000 miles of land and ocean and 14 years cannot separate our minds.

 

I am grateful for an irreplaceable you.

Carisa

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