Wow, it has been a couple minutes since we’ve chatted, hasn’t it? Indeed, I have taken a few months hiatus from the blog (forgive me for the lack of warning). I would love to use the excuse that I have been busy, but anyone who knows me knows that there never really is a non-busy season in my life. I suppose the real reason is simply that after writing the initial post about hope I realized that it was a trickier topic than I had anticipated. I have attempted writing this post for a few months on and off, but finally allowed it to rest for a bit.
However, I have at long last returned! Lucky for you, you have had more time to let this concept sink in and spread through your intellectual veins…! And though my fingers feel a bit stiff upon the keyboard, I am still overflowing with thoughts to share with all of your lovely brains out there.
So, let’s get back to it! The last post I sent forward was about HOPE!
We discussed how when hope is genuine, hope looks weird. Hope gives you a security that allows you to stop living so much for yourself. It puts your perspective in a better place. It takes you out of survival mode and into a state of enlightenment.
Now, having hope sounds like a mystical, magical lifestyle, does it not? It is. But with every blessing comes a curse, and the truth is that there is a cost to being hopeful.
On a practical level, aspiring to be more hopeful is hard!
Our culture has a tendency to look at hopefulness and deem it naive. If a person is hopeful, we tend to conclude that they simply are not grounded in reality. And while its true that some people have a looser grasp on reality than others, not every hopeful person is naive. The two words are not synonymous. In fact, true hope is seeing a dismal reality, and seeing beyond it to a potentially brighter future, and accepting when that future indeed does not turn out as they had hoped. Your brain is a muscle; it takes great discipline to do an overhaul on your outlook. And as we’ve discussed before, these are cynical times. It is far easier to sink into the ocean of despair than it is to rise out of it.
So, there is a start-up cost of simply deciding to be hopeful.
Another cost of being hopeful is that you will likely be perceived as weird, naive, or possibly even unstable. And for most of us, that will be the most costly fee.
As people first get to know me, I think I come off as naive. And I will admit to being so about some things. But don’t forget – I’m a writer. I see and hear everything, though I voice things selectively. It is why writers write; there must be an outlet for the flood of daily observations!
As usual, I digress…The point is, you are not naive or unstable simply for having genuine hope.
Although it is important to have your hope grounded in something stable. Having hope that is loosely rooted is like believing in the Universe. At first, it is easy to believe in a vague higher power because there are no hard lines and nothing to be accountable to. Yet, over time it becomes harder to believe in such a vague concept. As humans, we are hardwired to relate. If there is no personality to relate to, than why bother? And yet, I think as humans we yearn for something greater than ourselves.
Ahhh, more intriguing subconcepts!
Again, I will pause the conversation for now. We will discuss the foundation of hope in my next post! I promise you it will not be as long a wait as last time! For now, ponder how you personally have (or would) handle the costs of being weird (hopeful!). What is the foundation for your hope? Do you consider yourself hopeful?
We will talk soon!
Peace to you!