Today I thought I would dig a bit deeper into what an adventure into hope actually means and how we can pursue this path. And my journey thus far has definitely been an adventure! Let’s look into this more.
It has been almost six months since I started my ‘hope experiment’. I committed to write about hope every day for a year and see what happened. And the interesting thing is that I have begun to view life in a different way.
There is a very famous book called ‘Practicing the presence of God’ by Brother Lawrence and from my understanding people would come to watch this humble monk washing up. He practised God’s presence in everything.
And that is what I have found to be true of hope. I practice the presence of Hope, who I now view as an angel. I seek her company throughout my day. I look for Hope in a flower unfurling its petals, in birdsong, in the scent of the roses on my daily walks, in sunshine and through a pandemic. I find Hope to be my comfort that I am growing and learning through these times and changing into a better version of myself.
I have battles with depression and anxiety and Hope helps me to keep going. I know that I can fight on, that a label is not the end of the matter, that there is a rainbow ahead.
Life for me has become an adventure. I am exploring it in new ways with my companion Hope. It is truly wonderful to have this almost mystical experience. And I would recommend it.
I was reflecting this morning on how great sefarers like Christopher Columbus had hope.
Christopher Columbus is his name in English but he was born in Italy in 1451, so his real name in Italian is Cristoforo Colombo. Columbus wasn’t popular with his crew. They left him on the island of Jamaica. He nearly starved as the people on the island didn’t give him food.