Letters on Beauty VI

Letter VI — The Tightrope Above the Noise

✍️ From Rebeca to Verdiel
Dated: July 24, 2025 💌

Dear Verdiel,

Your last letter left me still.

But when I tried to stay in that stillness… the noise returned.

It’s everywhere.

The pressure to respond.

The pull of the screen.

The feeling that, if I step away, I’ll miss something — or worse, be forgotten.

You spoke of practicing beauty.

But how do I train my eyes if they are always pulled in a thousand directions?

How do I listen for the whispers when everything screams?

Sometimes it feels like I’m walking a tightrope with hands pushing from all sides.

Each attempt at silence is interrupted by urgency — or illusion.

You asked me: what does it look like to practice beauty?

I think… for me, it begins with refusal.

A quiet rebellion.

• Refusing to answer everything immediately.

• Refusing to scroll when I could stare at the sky.

• Refusing to believe that speed is strength.

But that refusal costs something.

It makes me seem distant.

It separates me.

And sometimes… it leaves me lonely.

Still, I long for it.

I long to become the kind of person who sees beauty not by effort, but by orientation.

But maybe first — before I train my sight — I need to quiet the room.

And in today’s world, that may be the hardest practice of all.

Teach me, Verdiel.

Is there a way to do this without running to the woods?

Can silence be seeded inside the noise?

With hope, and a little exhaustion,

Rebeca

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