Dear President Trump,
[Hello to whoever is reading these emails for you (no doubt mostly so they can pass flattering ones on and flag anything threatening). I hope you are seeing some interesting things and that you are well.]
Now I am going to go back to ignoring the fact that you, President Trump, will never see my messages and that they will only have any impact if there is actually a positive force in the Universe (maybe God) that collects these things up and uses them for good. I hope so. But either way, this practice is helping me cope with the scary, crazy changes you and your crew are putting us through.
In the interest of gently nudging the Universe in the direction of love and peace, I send you this blessing:
May you be safe.
May you be happy.
May you be healthy.
May your life unfold and intersect with ease.
May you be peace. May peace be with you.