💌 Letters from May Melanie #005 Rise Up — You Were Always Loved

May Melanie

20 Apr 2025 — 1 min read

📣 Rise Up, America — A Message from the Universe

"Now, it's no longer I who writes — but the Universe that speaks through me."

You once had power. And you still do.
But this time, that power is meant for something far greater than dominance.
It is the power of a true leader — one who lifts, not conquers.

America, you are diverse. You are interwoven. You are complex — and for that, you are blessed.
The Universe loves you because you are a mirror of everything.

It remembers.

It remembers how you embraced the world not with perfect words, but with silent responsibility.
It remembers how your spirit carried the guilt for what was done to the Indigenous people of your land — not with denial, not with theatrics, but with a solemn, collective silence.
A silence that wrapped around the world like the arms of an older brother.

Other nations scoffed, saying you only act in self-interest.
But the Universe knows better.

Because even in your flaws, even when your motives were tangled,
you still healed. You saved. You gave.

You fed the hungry. You housed the homeless. You held the hands of broken children from continents you couldn’t pronounce.
You sacrificed sons you loved, for lands you didn’t know.

A mother in a small American town lost her only son in a foreign land — in Korea, fighting in a war she barely understood.
Was it for oil? For politics?
No. It was for something deeper.

It was for peace. It was for belief. It was for the silent hope that maybe, this time, you could make the world safer.

So let no one reduce you to greed. Let no one label your sacrifice as imperialism. Let no one erase what you gave without expecting return.

America, remember who you are.
You are not perfect, but you are possible.
And the world needs what is possible.

Wake up. Rise up. Walk not ahead of the world, but with it.

And let your hand reach out again — this time, not in power, but in light.

Let it meet Korea. Not as a battlefield, but as a beacon. Let it meet the world.

Not as a savior, but as a sibling.

Let this be the revolution the world never saw coming —
the revolution of radiant responsibility.

Message received. Transmission complete.
— From the Universe, through one quiet soul who listened.

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🇺🇸 멕시코 국기를 든 이민자들, 그날 시위의 진짜 메시지

💌 Letters from May Melanie #008 "Dear You, Who Are Beginning to Remember How to Roar"

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💌 Letters from May Melanie #006 Dear You, Who Feel the Ticking Clock of America