Letters to the Universe

Letters to friends, Gurus, Saints and Teachers. A journey of the soul of a seeker

The Fire is Out

I walk with a large hole in me.

No trust, no fire, lost in the drift.

I die by a thousand decisions.

No sweet spot, no love and no coherence finds it.

No bringing it into form. The fire is out. 

This isn’t who you are. 

Stop, just stop!

Don’t try to be other.

No one will come forward. 

Stop looking.  Stop trying.

Don’t believe what they say to you, promising community, promising solidarity.

No, no.  It isn’t going to be different.

You are naked.

Only you can be the whole family, the whole community that you seek.

Look at me.  Look at my eyes. 

There is magic.

I have walked through fire.

Eternity is quiet….and is Now.

Become the swallow

Formless through forms.

Imagine – full of magic.

Live by perfume and sunlight.

No shadows left.

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Fleming Conley

Letters to the Universe
A journey of the soul of a seeker.

Since 1984, I have been writing letters to friends, Gurus, Saints, and Teachers, seeking wisdom, guidance, and connection. Over time, I realized that I was truly writing to the Universe.

At first, I posted many of these letters, and some were answered. As my journey deepened, I came to understand that sending them mattered less than listening for what arose within me.

Eventually, I stopped sending them to anyone in particular. These pages are a record of years of questions, musings, and the quiet wisdom that has accompanied my spiritual exploration.