hopefulness

There is a sacred force that animates the human soul with the ability to live outside of the immediate present, to consider alternative outcomes and possibilities. The capacity to imagine different scenarios as normative possibility suggests that we belong to a meta-narrative of futuristic proportions. 

Hopefulness is the capacious nature of expectation that engages with the future as it breaks into our lives. My evolution and becoming is fuelled by the work of hopefulness, an everyday reminder that my life is this wonderful emergence of formational profundity.

Hope has its own reality spectrum, one that is not defined by random consequence or fateful outcome. It lives with an anticipation that goes beyond optimism or romantic idealism, like a deep seated trust that believes that the universe is working, if not conspiring, on our behalf.

Hope, who is patroned by the muse of trust, reminds us everyday to find concrete ways to build connection and relationship with that which will encourage our soul. For those who are religious or deeply spiritual the guarantor of trust is a divine power who works on our behalf, a providential guardian who is unfolding a preordained destiny that has been wired into our being from the very beginning of time. Faith gives trust a point of association enabling hope to do her work in us. Believing in something outside of our own self made intelligentsia gives some credibility to this journey and keeps us humble along the way.

‘Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a longing fulfilled is a tree of life'

Hopefulness keeps us wondering about what might be, a heart felt longing that dreams of magical places and mystical possibilities, unencumbered by the pessimism and cynicism that so easily sickens our hearts. We live in a world that continues to remind us of our immortality and terminal surroundings, and hope's eternal qualities reach in to help us pluck up courage to believe for something more. When I feel  deferred I find that my joy and peace begin to waver and my life takes on an exorbitant amount of anxiety. The irrational and irritating nature of anxiety reduces hope down to a ‘que sera sera’ equation,  something you say when you are stuck in a hopelessly unchangeable situation, but have come to accept, or even embrace the unchangeability of it all. 

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At least there is hope for a tree:

If it is cut down, it will sprout again,

and its new shoots will not fail.

Its roots may grow old in the ground

and its stump die in the soil,

yet at the scent of water it will bud

and put forth shoots like a plant.    

- Job

When our lives are confronted by circumstances outside of our control we search for comfort from anything that will refresh and restore our reason for being. The scent of hope is all we need in order to sprout again and find renewed peace and joy.

The word for hope in Māori is 'manawa ora’ which can also be interpreted as ‘breath of life’. 

Lets all take a deep breathe today and let life-eternal do her work in us.