Dear Mr. Moon,
You are the most consistent man in my life: probably in anyone’s life… I have always looked up at you and admired you, but tonight I found yet another reason that I’ve always found you so attractive. I can’t believe I didn’t think of it before. Like hematite, you are my kindred. However, while hematite is something much less magical because I can hold it in my hand; you stay up in the sky where I can’t reach you and keep all the magic of mystery.
When I say that you area like hematite, and myself, you probably wonder what I mean. Hematite is a black stone that has no light of its own but reflects the light that is shown on it. It is cold to the touch, but after holding it, it will begin to warm from your touch. Most people have no interest in it, until it has been polished and shaped and given a smooth surface to reflect off. To summarize, it is a cold, dark stone with no light or warmth that can only reflect the light that hits it and only feels warmth that others give it.
Now, how does this relate to you and me? Well, you are also a cold dark rock with no light or warmth of your own. However, like hematite, you can only reflect another’s light when it is shown upon you, and you only give off heat in the Sun’s embrace. As for me, I am a very similar being. While I may not be a rock, I have always felt like I have a heart of stone. I used to believe it was hematite, but maybe it is a Moonstone. Like you, I have no light of my own. I have felt like I must not have a personality of my own. When I am alone, I basically just exist. I don’t feel. I am just an empty void by myself, filling that emptiness with guilt for the emotions that I’ve been told are supposed to lie there. When I am with others, I reflect their emotions and bits of their personality to make myself seem more likeable: more human. However, this just adds to my hollow feeling.
How about you? Have you ever felt hollow or like a lesser being from your lack of your own light and heat? I used to feel so empty all the time, but I hope I can change. I missed you, you know. I miss you all the time that I can’t see you. I feel like my soul is hidden somewhere within you and I might never get it back. However, with you as my light, I want to work hard. Knowing that I’m not alone, that you will be there at the end of the day, even if I can’t see you; it makes me want to try.
We may not have our own light, but I learned a lesson from you tonight. When people look at you, while some may think “oh, that is just the light from the sun being reflected off the moon”, most will see you. Though the light you give is borrowed, you have learned to bend it to show everyone who YOU are. It has taken me a very long time to learn this, but I hope to keep this lesson with me. I will work hard to learn to bend the light. While it may not be my own light, I will learn to bend it in such a way that people will be able to look upon me and actually see ME.
I may not always be the best at this kind of positive thinking, but I hope that you will continue to be there for me. I hope that you will continue to encourage me. Please, give me courage!
I will always be your devoted friend and lover,
Erin
