I was reading a blog and he talked about writing a letter to a younger version of himself.

Through some nexus of time and space, this letter would be received by a 14 year old version of himself.

I thought about what I'd write to myself? What guidance would I give? There is so much to say - so much wisdom to impart.

Then I saw this task and the two fused.

I once performed in a show called Lifegame. (Based on an improvisation
game by Keith Johnstone: more info here http://www.improbable.co.uk/show_example.asp?item_id=7) Lifegame is essentially theatrical biography.
The show takes the bare bones of a life story by interviewing a guest onstage and then transforming that information, there and then, into a magical piece of theatre. Each show has a different “subject” each
night, because each show has a different guest each night.

By transforming someone’s memories into theatrical language, it triggers details within those memories as well as new memories. The spectacle of someone discovering and remembering feelings from their past makes for
electrifying theatre.

In this lifegame I had to perform a scene where I visited myself (the me I was visiting was performed by
one of the actors). In the scene I played my guardian angel.

I stepped in through the window and woke myself up and said “It’s ok. Don’t be afraid”

And during the conversation I was told to offer myself advice but not reveal the future to myself.

So I then said “I’m not an angel bringing tidings of great joy but an angel bringing tidings of gentle survival. You’ll be ok… there are times when you’ll be convinced that it won’t and you’ll want to give up but you’ll get through. I’ll only let things happen to you that you can cope with.”.

It was incredibly moving and made me look at my teenage years in a new light.

I adore how beautiful and easy it was to write that letter. So simple... so overwhelmingly beautiful.

It's helpful to remember that every event that's led us here enables us to be perfect and whole. We may not feel it but we're totally complete. There's no search for the interior self, no vast improvements needed (sure you can trim down and not grump on a Monday morning) but you're awesome as you are!

So... to the delivery to the past part.

I'm going to try and deliver the letter to a past version of myself.

I grew up in Calne, Wiltshire and at the age of 14 I lived on a street called Trinity Park.

I've included a picture of the letter and also the envelope.

This task also neatly folds into this task: http://sf0.org/Benjaminbrum/Renew-An-Old-Correspondence/