Dear friends,

Today I want to thank those of you who have used the good old snail mail to write to me and first and foremost the person who wrote me a long (7 pages!) letter and included a fascinating text about the gates of Damascus by Claudia McLaren Lainson which I will read during the next week-end.  The included icon was also superb – thanks so much!!

Thanks to BS from Chicago, IL, T from Carrboro, NC, JR from Sequim, WA, DL from Ojai, CA, H from Evansville, IN, JR for a great music CD (!!), SW from Portland, OR (beautiful icon and poem!), KH from (I think) Rochester, NY, R Gowing from the UK (please stay in touch!!) and Chainsaw.

I also want to thank the authors of the anonymous letters from Charleston, SC, Derby, VT, HA Canada and X, also from Canada.

I wish I had the time to answer each one of you with a proper, decent, handwritten reply, but the reality is that I don’t even have the time to reply to emails (though I try!).

Please accept my apologies for that.

What I can say is that there is a very special joy and pleasure for me to get a letter from a person which I never met and who writes to me like if we were old, trusted, friends.  This outpouring of trust is very moving even though I wonder what I could have done to deserve such trust.  Frankly, I see each one of those heartfelt letters is like a “small miracle”, something which never ceases to amaze me.  I will be honest, while I love Florida and while I am grateful to God for having made it possible for me to live here, I often (mostly) feel like some exiled extraterrestrial whose spaceship has crashed on an alien planet and who live surrounded by people with whom he feels very little connection.  There are, of course, exceptions, but by and large this the reality of my life here.  And then, in some bizarre twist of fate, I get letter from people who live hundreds and even thousands of miles away from me and whom I never met, but who feel like trusted friends, people from the same planet I came from (regardless of their nationality, I would add).  This is a very bizarre and, at the same time, exhilarating feeling.  And, as I have already mentioned in the past, when I have my “3D days” (disgust, despair and depression) I think of these faraway friends, of how much we clearly have in common, and I feel hope again.

So please know that each and every one of your letters is both a small miracle and a great source of comfort for me.  I am, of course, very grateful to those of you who have had the means to include a donation, but please believe me when I say that those letters who “just” express their support in words actually also make a huge difference to me!

So, my faraway friends, all I can say is “thank you!”.  Thank you for your trust, kindness and support.  You make it all worthwhile.

The Saker