Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Hope springing eternal

Happy Wednesday. Today we see the doctor about further disease or not. I am deeply overwhelmed. I am sad. But I am also digging sooooo deep. It will be ok. We will overcome this too. We have to. 

I don't want to reinvent the wheel, so this is recycled from some other posts, written around Christmas.

We need to leave something to blind faith, in this overly driven and 100% planned out world...Here is where it matters to believe. Have faith, not in miracles, but in life itself as a series of beautiful things, and moments, and each other, and yourself. Trust that whatever comes will come and you will face it with grace, and love, and be true to yourself. You will find a path. Be at peace with your life. Show the world the outward love you feel inside. Kiss, hug, cuddle. Tell your truths. Love your people. Repeat.

And as ever back to Emily, the touchstone. 

"Hope" is the thing with feathers

"Hope" is the thing with feathers—
That perches in the soul—
And sings the tune without the words—
And never stops—at all—

And sweetest—in the Gale—is heard—
And sore must be the storm—
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm—

I've heard it in the chillest land—
And on the strangest Sea—
Yet, never, in Extremity,
It asked a crumb—of Me. 
Emily Dickinson


Anonymous said...

Sending thoughts, prayers and positive energy your way

Bob said...

Take care, thinking of you and hoping for good news today. I take inspiration from your posts, as a tonic to the jejune worries of my daily life.