Dear Future Me: How Writing a Letter to Yourself can Change Your Life

“Hi Alexander.

I’m Heather and I want to share with you my personal transformation.

I’ve manifested a new life for myself and while few people believe it was LoA, and put it on luck or anything else, we know better, don’t we?

(wink, wink) There’s so much to say and I don’t even know where to begin. So let me start with the beginning.

About five – six years ago, I knew I’ve made a few wrong choices in my life.

I was leaving my husband after I discovered that he was cheating on me, with his assistant.

I was also in a custody battle for the kids as he felt that I spent too much time at work and had no job being a mother. I doubt he even knew the date of their birthdays.

The company I was working in was in terrible shape. I worked 10 years there, rising through the ranks, from a simple assistant to the manager of the company.

I was afraid that I’m not just going to lose a job but my meaning, my purpose, as my work was everything to me.

So I was under a lot of stress.

I was crying almost every day, always when alone. And I did not understand what to do.

All my life was coming undone, was burning to the ground, and I was feeling paralyzed, like there’s nothing in this world I can do. Then a friend of mine gave me an audio.

Now don’t get me wrong… at first I thought it’s a scam.

I mean, sure, I believed in some things but for me, success came down to hard work and consistency. I did not believe I could attract anything or that the universe gave a damn about me.

So I’ve left it untouched and unlistened.

Then one night, more out of respect for my friend who kept asking me if I heard it, I tried it.

And while I was the most skeptical person, you could ever meet before, something clicked.

It was like I was blind and now I could see, even if my nagging mind would still tell me “yeah, sureeee”.

The next day, I received this divine inspiration to write a letter to myself.

I can’t tell you how this came. It’s like something inside me said “Heather, sit down and write a letter to yourself, from your future self”.

I know it sounds wacky but stay with me. I sat down, got myself a legal pad and a pen, and wrote.

“Dear Heather, I’m your future self.

I’m writing you from the future and I’m here to tell you that everything will be fine.

That you need not worry, all you desire will fall in place…”

I felt strange writing it. On one side, it was insane.

On the other, my heart told me to go on. So I did. Page after page.

I’ve written about my life as I wish it would turn out five years from then, which happens to be now.

I started with my family. I was hoping to keep my children, make peace with my husband, no matter how much I hated him back then, and learn how to love again.

I have written about how I’d take my kids to school, how I’d be on school committees, bake cookies and teach them to play basketball.

I was writing like these things already happened, a recollection of all the wonderful moments between me and my kids.

And it was a recollection, as it was my future self telling me all the extraordinary things that happened in the last five years.

And the more I wrote, the better I felt. I smiled.

I was writing at a speed and intensity that surprised even myself.

It was like I couldn’t get the words fast enough on paper like my fingers and hands were not writing fast enough.

The next section was about my job. While you may think my goal was for the company to not let me go, this is not what I had written.

That’s what my mind told me to say, what was logical.

But my heart told me instead to want an occupation I love doing.

To find my joy, my passion, and to pursue it, even if I earn less money.

To be Heather following my dreams and purpose and not Heather the career woman.

So I did. I always wanted to be a writer but I’ve never had enough time to invest in this.

But I’ve spent the next hour writing about my life as a writer would look like, how people would admire and love my work, and how I’d spend my days… or better said, how it “read” like, in the past tense.

Five years and a few months passed since then. And all came true.

I mean, how can I say it better than this?

I have my kids and we’ve spent so many wonderful moments together.

I’m now a writer and I also help writers and artists market themselves, I own a small company serving the needs of the creatives in marketing themselves.

And I even got on better terms with my knucklehead husband. He may have done me wrong, but he’s a great father to my kids.

Would all of this happen on their own? I don’t know.

Maybe but from my experience, from what I’ve seen about life, the answer is no.

I’ve planted a seed that day. It didn’t sprout right away.

It didn’t take one day to build this company and win my kids back.

But the universe gave me what I asked.

Ask and you shall receive, isn’t that the way it is done?

Thank you for all you’re doing Alexander.

With love,

Heather”