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Tuesday, June 07, 2005

An Open Letter to Trinity

An Open Letter To Trinity

Pardon my public diplay, but I need to post a letter here to try and reach someone. It is likely that I will be moving Theophany to another domain. I'll post that information here when the time is right. Until then, I need to post the letter below.

NOTE: You are currently on the new domain for Theophany. This post was moved from my previous blog URL along with the other June posts.


Dear Trinity:

Just yesterday, it seems, we found a connection over at deadjournal.com. A few shared entries about our mutual recovery, a likeness of being discovered, and we walked a while together.

Your hospitality, charity and knowledge brought me to theophany.us and the glorious world of creative self discovery through blogging. Soon this online world opened to me and I found it wonderfully cathartic. We made new friends. I am indebted to you. I thank you.

Still bound through this thread of common being, I can find you no more in this world. You have floated marvelously in and out of appearance until now, all domains; all emails fall silent, yielding less than an echo. The emptiness is confounding. Now I fear the gift of this site is in peril, and thus my connection, my touch with this world. Without a word soon from you, I know this place will soon expire. As a result, I am making plans to move to another domain, another space that will allow me to walk on my own, grow singularly on, into this continued journey. In this way I can remain tethered to our history by being alive and present here. This open, public letter is my last effort to reach you. I have fears for your well being. I know how precarious the way can be for us, those of us who meander powerfully through the intensity of life, longing. If by chance you find your way to this note, know that I always have and always will believe in you and the wonder of you. Namaste, my friend.

There is a moment, an occasion, when the words inscribed upon the page so precisely reflect the purest of human truth that the chasm between us and the Divine is bridged, and we are changed. -Theo

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