an open letter to virginia giuffre

You’re somewhere up in the sky today, finally released from all of the pain, and for this, I rejoice with you.

I also tear up hearing this news during sexual assault awareness month.

Your death has been ruled a suicide. I don’t know you personally, but I have some things in common with you, and while many may judge this decision of yours to take your life, I do not, regardless of the reason it may have happened.

Today, all of the articles coming out are proclaiming how you were a fierce warrior in the fight against sex abuse, and without a doubt, you were. You have been an example to so many of us survivors, scared to take on abusers for fear of retaliation and not being believed. I thank you so deeply for having the courage and tenacity to do what you have done.

But I also just want you to know that I see you deeper than that. To millions, you are the sex abuse whistleblower, your name plastered on articles talking about Prince Andrew and Epstein and how you are the prominent figure fighting for the truth to come about about how widespread sex trafficking is. It has likely stuck like glue to you for years. You’ve probably been in public spaces where that is all anyone wants to talk about with you, all of the atrocities you experienced and how you overcame them. Because of that, many have probably also shared all of their atrocities with you, looking for guidance in relation to these intense topics. You have probably listened with endless amounts of empathy.

So today, right here in this letter, I don’t want to talk about any of that. Survivor to survivor, I want to talk about something different.

Today, I want to say that I hope you are at peace. I hope you are finally sleeping after thousands of restless and fear-filled nights. I hope you are reading your favorite book and looking at a sunset over an ocean somewhere in an energetic realm, dreaming of what your next life may be.

I hope you are re-playing every beautiful moment of your children’s lives, all of their laughs, and cuddles, and deep conversations you’ve had with them and others you hold dear.

I hope you are surrounded by flowers, and beauty, and white light, and gentleness.

I hope the darkness you’ve trudged through doesn’t creep in while you dance in the heavens and that you chat with your spirit guides about how much truth and light you’ve brought to the world.

I hope being out of your body that was abused numerous times is a blessing, and that you are able to move easily and at the speed of light, free of any density that has been pulling you into heaviness for years.

I hope Epstein or any others who abused you are not anywhere close to where you are. I hope nobody is telling you that you’re a whore, or that you wanted it, or that it’s your fault.

I hope every survivor you’ve ever helped or inspired is sending you all of their love and gratitude today for being the incredible woman you are, paving the path for all of us to speak out.

I hope you are doing everything that makes you smile from ear to ear. I hope you have no worries whatsoever, about anything at all. I hope you see everything for why it had to happen the way that it did, and that it all makes sense somehow.

I hope you are surrounded by overwhelming amounts of love. I hope you are being held and cradled in the authenticity and the truth of the soul that you are and are completely accepted for everything you’ve experienced.

Virginia, I hope you are flying. I hope you are free.

Above everything else, I hope you are free.