Foggy times friends, foggy indeed. We’ve been mist wrapped for damn near a year now, and I know I am not alone when I say how desperately we all need just a spot of light shining through all that that obscures it. I know it’s coming, I know we’re looking at real hope on beating this virus, beating this pandemic, pushing it back until we’re able to truly live again, and I will continue to hope through the days it still feels miles away. I think that’s what this is about, today, that unique kernel of strength that we humans have, when I’m not sure any other species does. This ability to look forward despite a hell of a lot of negativity that’s surrounded us, and see something
Really needed this. I never get tired of all the ways in which you remind us to hold onto hope. But in a time when I am unemployed and embarking on a journey of starting my own company...I need these reminders. I need to remember that my life isn't all about money and career success and living by societal rules. It's about being fully alive in my own skin.
Dear Tyler, — please forgive if I’m writing too much in our group! (please let me know if I am) — yes, I so understand where you are coming from. If I had not discovered dire hope in my youth, I would not be here any more. On the other hand, to me hope is not a passive thing like hoping to win the lottery or — to me the worse thing — empty promises like “don’t worry, things will be better tomorrow.”
It’s no good if we just say “it will get better” to despondent young gay people, that have been thrown out of their homes by their parents because they’re gay, without also working actively on really making things better. When things got really dark in my life, I always asked myself what I could actively do to make it better. That created real hope meant that what I tried to do could work. I really don’t think deus ex machina maneuvers will fly all that well. But real hope will — YES!!
I needed these words today. Thank you.
Really needed this. I never get tired of all the ways in which you remind us to hold onto hope. But in a time when I am unemployed and embarking on a journey of starting my own company...I need these reminders. I need to remember that my life isn't all about money and career success and living by societal rules. It's about being fully alive in my own skin.
Dear Tyler, — please forgive if I’m writing too much in our group! (please let me know if I am) — yes, I so understand where you are coming from. If I had not discovered dire hope in my youth, I would not be here any more. On the other hand, to me hope is not a passive thing like hoping to win the lottery or — to me the worse thing — empty promises like “don’t worry, things will be better tomorrow.”
It’s no good if we just say “it will get better” to despondent young gay people, that have been thrown out of their homes by their parents because they’re gay, without also working actively on really making things better. When things got really dark in my life, I always asked myself what I could actively do to make it better. That created real hope meant that what I tried to do could work. I really don’t think deus ex machina maneuvers will fly all that well. But real hope will — YES!!
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Resilience Through Hope.
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there’s hope — has to be!
without it we are nothing
every dog has it —
salivating for his tithe
when you eat a snack nearby
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in a dreary life
hope drives us to better things
to find improvements
that so yearned for happiness —
saying no to hope means death
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we need hope sorely
when things need to be bettered —
realistic hope
and not a vague chimera
will produce real hope for us
It feels like you always give us what we need-thank you for a little burst of hope
As my email says "trust dat myst". Trust, trust that we will break through this....trust.