An Open Letter to Jim Carrey

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Dear Mr. Jim Carrey,

That check you wrote yourself: I get that. I see that. I did that (I'll be able to say at some point in the future). But enough about manifestation!

I feel called to write this letter, and have felt called, I suspect, for a while now. It’s fun to imagine you reading this. Because we can do anything in our imaginations! ANY. Thing. Anything.

The first time I heard you--REALLY heard you--was when you were reflecting on the notion of identity in one of the closing scenes of Jim and Andy. and you mentioned something about impersonating Jesus. Because you’re right to ask: WHO are we? What makes us who we are? where is the boundary of where we stop and where others start? (I feel confident Jesus thought so, too.)

Then I kept hearing you. How you ponder the nature of identity. How you wish everyone had the chance to get what they thought they wanted if only to see that that wasn’t really what they wanted. That’s exactly right. You are exactly right. 

Freedom from concern is the whole point. Jerry Seinfeld calls it killing time, and he’s not wrong… But freedom from concern is bigger than that.

I have some feedback for you about free will. I have some questions for you about the "prison" of becoming.

I have written a book that you *may* have been waiting for? Someone is waiting for it, I know that much. If it’s you, it will find its way to your heart. If it’s not you, it will find its way into their heart.

Sending you so much gratitude and, I’m just going to say it, unconditional love.

Xoxo,

Evy

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