Human beings are meant to fly.
We are meant to be happy and live meaningful lives, and not content to remain miserable or malcontent.
We are people of hope.
A nation of faith, and boy, do we need some right now, at this very moment. In this seemingly stifling time of darkness.
We all need it. We crave it. Every single one of us.
The whole world thirsts for hope. A divine reassurance that everything will be fine.
In every crevice and in every broken or shattered heart, exists a yearning for a meaningful life, for something different, for something better.
But why do we wait? Why do we wait so long for hope?
Why do we only look for hope when we’ve lost all ability to fly, and are about to crash into the ocean?
It is foolish to rely solely on the benevolence of magical fairies or angels to swoop down and keep as aloft.
But they get tired and frustrated too.
So, we need a bit more hope, a little more often, before things become hopeless.
You must embrace your humanity and believe in hope.
Being human and being alive is not curse.
Hope calls to you.
She is read and available to anyone that looks for her.
Hope is available anytime, but not in the few minutes before you panic and put on an exhaustible freak show. With your perpetual and uncomfortable rubbing of your hands, your screams of incoherent self-loathing, and the tears of misguided emotions. The tapping of your hand upon your head, the sudden movements, and the triumphant donning of your tinfoil hat.
This doesn’t account for the ill-timed wishful thinking you cling to, or the desperate prayers you mouth, that you hope will somehow conjure up the fairies and angels to make everything better again.
Things don’t just get better.
Hope is not a thing.
It is a daily practice.
Hope is just for the hopeless.
You should embrace hope every day.
She’ll walk with you when you stop gossiping and ripping people down.
She’ll find you, when you immerse yourself in a good book, or a thought provoking lecture.
She will hold you when you create art, or do something kind for someone.
She will remind you of your greatness, when you find yourself sitting alone, praying for the most vulnerable, the abandoned, and the imprisoned.
Of course, it is a lot easier to find hope when you are not about to crash.
Keep a daily journal of all the things you are grateful for. The things that went right. The people who are in your life.
Make a list. A simple list. You’re not writing a memoir. So, list five, or ten, or fifteen things that you are grateful for each day.
If you can’t find them, brace yourself for impact.
Write someone a thank you note. Perhaps a love letter. Or a script of gratitude that will become a sign of hope for their life.
Avoid negative thoughts.
Embrace positive people.
Seek them out.
Nag and beg them to stay. Chain yourself to their pant leg and refuse to let them go. Be persistent, until you are handed a restraining order, then let go.
If you do this, you’ll soon discover that people of hope are everywhere. There is no reason to beg them to stay. There is no reason for chains, and certainly no need for restraining orders.
Hopeful people surround us. They are everywhere.
We don’t see them because sometimes, we are too busy flying and crashing. Not to mention the enormous effort it takes us to recover our wreck.
Believe in hope.
She believes in you.
Seek, and you will find.
Seek hope today, and you’ll become a source of comfort for the comfortless. You will be a light in the darkness.
You’ll save others from needlessly crashing into the ocean.