Walking, Races, and Postcards
It is Seafair milk carton boat racing Saturday at Greenlake in Seattle Washington as friend Matt and I dodge pirates, children, and temporary floating devices to make our way back to our cars. To the
right is a lake filled with children racing with announcer Chip Hanauer, Seattle hydroplane 11 time gold cup winner, narrating the action. To our left is a row of booths. One booth stands out and Matt and I make our way toward it.
We meet entrepreneur Robb Anthony who as a freshmen dreamed of receiving a mail box full of postcards. Thirty would be enough to take away his painful loneliness, he shared with us. Yearning for the thirty and knowing they weren’t coming he decided to give them instead of receive them.
Armed with postcards, he began writing to other freshmen. Overwhelmed by volume, he enrolled other students in his vision to remind people of their value. This concept birthed the non-profit Postcards from Farr Away (PFFA).
Approaching his table we see a pile of at least thirty post cards which read You are Loved visually popping from a black glassy background signed by strangers to be sent to people they don’t know in parts of the world they will never visit.
“These postcards have uplifted, saved lives, and brought light where they’ve needed to,” says Robb.
Eager to join in this energy of generosity, Matt and I grab the closest pens and begin writing. Imagining who may read this postcard was part of the mystery; a practice in giving just to give.
After shaking hands and saying goodbye to Robb, the conversation between Matt and I take a turn toward the more rich. Soul conversation, who we really are, why we are here, how we can support each other all flood to the forefront. We hug goodbye with a few postcards in our pockets and a commitment to give just a bit more.