A “Miracles” Message to Donald Trump

A “Miracles” Message to Donald Trump March 30, 2017

Dear President Trump:

We haven’t met, but I feel like I know you. I’ve seen you many times before when I’ve looked in the mirror.

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I’ve seen greed, love for family, divisiveness, acceptance, belligerence, humor, unwillingness to accept responsibility, ambition, prejudice, and unbounded belief in what’s possible in life.

In other words, all the flaws I see in you—the ones that anger me—are attributes that I recognize in myself.

And all the beauty that I see in you? I recognize that as well.

There are times when I want to join my voice with those who condemn you. But I know if I do that, I’m condemning myself for all the attributes we share.

I may not be using my fear to run a country, but it blindsides me all the same. I know how uncomfortable it is. And how alluring.

Especially fears like these:

If I can stop the bad guys, I get to be a hero, even if they aren’t really bad guys at all.

If I mess up and blame my mistakes on someone else, I’m still the good guy.

If I’m suspicious of everyone, I won’t look naïve. I’ll look smart—because nobody’s gonna take advantage of me.

And if I make stuff up, somebody will believe it. Especially if I never admit I’m wrong.

Of course, these are just temporary fixes. They don’t have any lasting effect except to make us hide our fears even more.

I’m pretty sure that’s what you’re doing. It’s so familiar. Again, like looking in a mirror. And I understand. I don’t particularly like it in you or myself.

But there it is. We all do it.

It can get very confusing when you’re trying to hang onto power. Not real power, but the fake kind. The kind that we think we can use against others.

In fact, you’ve prompted a lot of good discussion about what’s real and what’s fake.

You’re making us think about issues that have been long buried. You’ve energized people who haven’t felt energized in a while. You’ve inspired people to find their voice so they can remember that they get to have a say, too.

That’s the miracle of fear and love.

Love leads to love.

And fear, eventually, leads to more love. Because, honestly, there’s no place else to go.

If I could, I would help you see that we don’t have to be so afraid all the time. Maybe we’re not always at risk for attack. Maybe not everyone is our potential enemy.

But as long as you’re attached to fear, I know you can’t see that. Because I’ve been there. I know how hard it is to break out of it.

Or, at least, it seems that way.

It’s actually quite easy.

I know you appreciate beauty. So I hope you’ll look at the real beauty in this world. Not just the golf courses or women with long blonde hair or palatial buildings. But the beauty in the eyes of all the millions—even billions—of people whose futures will be impacted by what you do right now.

It seems like we have lots of differences, but we’re actually very much alike. We want our kids and grandkids to grow up happy and healthy. We want to do good work and get paid fairly for it. We want to take good care of this planet that feeds and clothes us. We want to live in peace. We want to be kind.

If you can look past the surface and see THAT beauty, I think you’ll enjoy life more. You’ll make better use of your office. You’ll be remembered with gratitude. You’ll see that maybe we can all build something wonderful together, and it won’t be a wall.

We all have the same fears and the same heartfelt desires. So here is my hope for you:

I hope you can focus on the love rather than the fear, because I know you have it in you.

That’s it. It seems like a little thing, and yet it’s everything.

That’s why I’ll think of you and send that hope to you every time I look in the mirror.

Have a good day.



Debra Engle is the author of The Only Little Prayer You Need and Let Your Spirit Guides Speak. You can find her on Facebook and at debraengle.com. Listen to her podcasts at sacredstoriesmedia.com. And register for a FREE introduction to A Course in Miracles.

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