Dear Friend, a Love Note:

A Love Project Story from my heart to yours

Photo by Kyle Glenn on Unsplash

My daughters were six years old when they decided the world needed a love project. When I asked them what a love project was they gave me their, then typical, twin stare and then laughed and told me “A project of love” and walked off into their room to create.

The most brilliant thing about this project was the discovery of how people receive love when it’s freely given with no expectation of any return.

In the fading October sun, during the Fall Festival our small town held each year, my daughters stood on the corner of Main Street and handed out fliers that had words of love on them. They had created 50 hand made sheets with varying messages and drawings. They spent a week gathering them for this very “project”.

In return for their bravery they were met with smiles, questioning looks and then gladness, fear or avoidance and the most confusing for them: distrust.

As humans we have forgotten how to receive unconditional love.

This Love Project happened the Fall of 2014. I have been told by one person that they still keep their love note hung on their fridge as a reminder that love can simply be given freely if you are willing to receive it.

The distrust of love was the hardest to swallow. These individuals would look at my daughters and ask them why they would hand out their letter of love? Why would they think someone would want it? These questions only came from two individuals out of the multitudes but it nearly stopped my girls from continuing their quest to get all the letters handed out before nightfall.

I’m sharing this story because it’s a decade later and it appears, at least in my neck of the woods, that love is even more distrusted. The very thing that allows healing, fulfillment, and connection has been regulated to only being given or received when it’s warranted. I refuse to accept that!

Love is unconditional when we give it presence to be present.

I still have my sheet from the Love Project. It was challenging standing on that corner with those brave girls. I struggled to give out love freely, but they taught me that love isn’t in the same realm as fear. Further, that love isn’t done for the person receiving. It’s done as a reminder of the love we share with each other. In the end, they saw the love present in all of us and wanted us simply to remember.

Love Project - October 2014, Image by Lenaleah McCullough

A love note to you:

My Dear Friend,

Your importance is noted.

Despite a lack of outside validation—the importance of your life is felt by every living being your come in contact with, and some you don’t. You are loved because you are love. Unconditional, just as you are. 💕

May the Blessing of a love story guide you through the rest of your day and week.

Love Always,

Lenaleah 💕