The emergence of Lettrs reminds me of a State Department program started by President Eisenhower called "People to People". Reaching out across the globe to share ideas and experience. I spent several months in Kenya in 1980 building a sport program within People to People
Lettrs now allows the program to stay alive once again through the growth of modern communications. We all are now only a few seconds of time away from each other.
People to People once again!
The Ethos of lettrs
If we are we unable to take just a minute to sign a letter or thought for something or someone we care about, then what do have a minute for? I started this network of kindred spirits with the simplest of rules; you literally had to take time to write, with a one minute minimum before delivery or publishing. Did you know it takes the human mind an average of 58 seconds to complete an original thought or process a full emotion? Everything prior to that is reflex, reaction and impulse. That is the land of chats, snaps and tweets.
lettrs is the network designed for reflection, not reflex, of hand signed communications actually designed to last. It is perh...
Dear Drew Bartkiewicz,
❤️ thank you,
I love it here it's a true community
To no one in particular,
Whenever I see the word "letter", I always wonder, did I forget all the format of how to write? What should go where, and how to get the right format, but I have no clue. In the past few days, there have been some really good letters posted here I guess, letters in the truest sense. I know I myself don't really post anything, I think I forgot about it completely when I stopped sending private letters as well, the very little I used to write one like a letter.
But seeing those letters made me want to write letters again, even if it's open, or to anyone. And I would really love to see people send letters again, but some hey, hi chat messages to ...
I was looking in the seashore,
inside the water
My mind discovers a small imagination moment,
I was travelling
Alone in the ship, no one is on the ship, just me and the blue world is looking to each other,
I was deeply slept through mind then eyes blink my dream fled away again I started looking on the water
I was looking at the waves of water that reminds me to shows that my face is thinking about the most despair past, I looked upon inside to open the page of closed book(Past) but the wave has moved away so my
thinking changed again,
I could not concentrate on all that is needed to live, my need to look at mirror
to see myself and talk about anxieties I...
"This is fact"
Every night has an end,
Every time has an end,
Every journey has an end,
But the life you are living has no end
Life is eternity, believe me No end of life, You are born in a magical womb of mother and your end of the body turns Into ashes that ashes has your life. It exists in every place it travels and make of it to another body as a rebirth to a life.
You are "endless life after death".
Dear Drew Bartkiewicz,Dear Drew Bartkiewicz,
Happy Friday! My how opening the door lettrs has revealed this whole new world. It's like finding your people. I've always been a "wordie". The power and beauty of words spoken and written is vastly important to me. I never realized there was a "hidden valley" of like minded people that appreciated all the beauty in perfectly poised thoughts, dreams, and creativity becoming art on paper. I love this place! Everyone I have had the pleasure of interacting with has been incredibly encouraging and kind. I've been writing most of my life however a few months ago while sitting alone by a fire in my back yard something within me changed. I had not put pe...
One of the best discoveries on lettrs is this: what starts as most personal can become the most universal, if we stick with our instincts and intuitions to do what's right.
With over 2 millions letters delivered and 700 million minutes written the medium of the personal letter, the original, has been reimagined with all of you.
MY FIRST NOTEBOOK
My first true notebook was my writing journal which had been gifted to me by my uncle. I was 9 at that time and it was my first ever friend and companion for life.
One of my first poems was 'THERE WAS A TIME WHEN FRIENDS I HAD NONE'. I remember, I was a typical introvert, asocial kind of a person. My classmates used to make fun of me and my appearance. As a result I was alone for some years of my school life. In fact, it was in class 8, when I was 13... I made some true friends who have been with me till now. As we grow up, a realisation hits us that only a few people love us for no reason, they love us without the conditions apply asterick (*), other than my family t...
Dear Drew Bartkiewicz,
Well, I passed the 58 second gate.
Thanks for today. Anxious to learn more and may send along a few questions. You've created something special that will have far reaching effects. All good
So this is my mom, looking upward to the same light, behind me, with me, pushing me, to look up, stand up, Love up, and live up...always.
I wrote a letter
so I feel better
I can't explain
How ideas rain
I am winning
As I am thinning
As my words
Fly like birds
From my mind
To suddenly find
After my chase
In a line by line
Which is fine!
There is always a beach and a bunch of balloons with your name on them.
Don't lose hope amigo
Mothers make you feel taller than you are.
Mothers help you climb the highest stairs.
Mothers take the trips you most needed to take.
Mothers laugh even if nothing much is left to laugh about.
Mothers see the bright side of you.
Mothers give when nothing is asked.
A mother remains when all else seems lost. A mother is where we begin and end...
Take a deep breath,
Pen your thoughts on open water.
Passion for me comes from the millions of expressions and exchanges of ideas that power the lettrs network. Wow!
We are passionate not for what has been but for the miracle of what has yet to be. Thank you all for giving me the passion of your letters every week.
Friends. The reason for lettrs.
I learned that the TV show "Friends" remains one of the top shows ever in syndication, along with "Seinfeld," another show about friends going nowhere but being everywhere in life's tiny moments.
To the thousand of friends I have made over the years in building lettrs, this one is for you! Write a letter to a friend today and make a message that lasts. Be indelible! The way friends are...
Non ho idea del perché io voglia avere a che fare con le lettere. So che mi piacciono e che c'è qualcosa di magico nello scrivere a qualcuno su carta.
Quoting my feelings into words means making peace with my past. I bleed the wounds he gave me, into my words because that's what heals my pain. That's how i feel better, at ease, and at peace. That's how i let it out, so i could let it go.
It's because of him that i scribble. He gave me so much to remember, I'll keep writing all my life, and would yet be unable to vent out the whole of it. I know i can't have enough of him, or us. I can't ever letter enough. I'll always have so much so say, but only in the form of my pocket full of words.
Yet just one thing i wish for, if only i could word all that i feel!