A letter from Oct 02, 2023

Dear FutureMe, By the time you're reading this it's been a year (no ****) And hopefully you've made a choice when it comes down to horseriding and singing lessons. Because if there's anything that has been bothering and pestering me for the past few weeks it's gotta be that. And I too hope that you feel more, at peace. Because for a girl that seems so putt-together your mind often feels like an accurate representation of muspelheim. Uncoordinated flames of thoughs scorching ideas and opinions of which very few dare to take over the nerves and muscles in my arms and legs to get me to move. Jump, Walk, Change, Act, Act upon. And oh, how I wish I would. But if there's anything I would want you to be at this exact moment, if am allowed to make demands, It would be content and consumed. the c's. or Sea's. Content with what you have, to have gratefulness be a part of your daily ritual, even when it gets tough, especially when it gets tough. Because, when when it gets tough, you show yourself and others the real you. Or at least a real piece of you. When it gets tough, hard or scary. when you get tired, sad or lazy. That, is exacly when you show yourself who you are, that is exacly when you persist. And oh, how tough it is, but oh, how it off. But also to be content overall, with school, work (do you still work at Monkeytown?) sport, and social life. To know, but especially to believe and assume that good will come, that this is good and that life is good. Because i've already achieved the milestone of knowing what's good for me and knowing how I should handle situations, I now only need to act upon said things. Which is a different battle alltogether, but again, worth it. But also and especially, content with who I am. Without a price-tag, without a demand, without a loop-hole, without and exeption. But to just know and fully believe that who I am, matters, I matter. My opinions are important, my beliefs do matter, my ideas are good, my suggestions actually work, my mistakes ar nothing, not just in the big span of things but also just because they show dedication. My body feels good, my body is strong and flexible, I am capable of anything. and to be consumed by Love, wether it is from me or the environment surrounding me, it does not matter, I want to love to have consumed my soul, heart and my body. My strong hands, my sweet smiles, my bright eyes, my sturdy knees, and my hurculean (yes I googled that word) spine. To carry so much love with me that I can hand it to others without me ever running out, to be so full of of love that people feel safe with me and want to be with me. To carry so much hope that even the hopeless get sprinkled with small but sturdy fickles of love. And to be consumed by persistence, because if there's anything I know from past me, it's that I give up. I get quick bursts of motivation to start something and then when it doesn't go perfect first try or doesn't feel the way I thought it would I just give up. So I want future me to be consumed with persistence and discipline, to know that it's either 'one day' or 'day one' And there have been manyy day one's... So I hope 'day 15th's' are the new 'day one's' And that I keep going, especially when things are f-d up. To realise that it will all be 100% worth it. And to be consumed with calmness. Just a quiet mind. Not necessarily a quiet life, just a quiet mind with the realisation and knowing of the good dispite the bad. And with an absence of anxiety, that feeling that makes me sweaty and sluggish. To just vibe. So Imke, please, live, dance, sing, act, scream, read, speak, run and believe as powerful as you can. Make a change, give your opinion. I know the answer, now put it to practice.