A few days ago, I awakened with a single syllable echoing in my mind. Not long or complex, but brief. Clear. Not burdensome or punitive, but light. Inviting. Not obsessed with the past, but future-oriented. One simple word. HOPE A verb meaning to cherish a desire with anticipation. To expect with confidence. A noun describing the expectation of fulfillment or success. Something or someone on which desires are centered. A lovely, buoyant word. But for me, also, challenging. Strangely enough, maybe even frightening. When I look at my day-to-day thinking, it’s easy to see that I tend towards the antonyms. Doubt. Worry. Question. Fear. Distrust. These feel much safer. They are known territory. They protect me from disappointment and unmet expectations. They provid...
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