A Prescription Of Hope

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Emily Dickenson said it best:

Recently I’ve had my prescription for Hope refilled. It happened quite by accident — and as they all say — just exactly when I had completely given up thinking there might be any Hope left at all.

But I was wrong. There is always Hope. The Universe took perverse pleasure in showing me this fact. As I felt Hope slowly blossom within me — over the course of these last couple months, I knew that surely there must be a catch at some point in time.

And again — I was wrong. The Universe chuckled at my caution as I peeked out from beneath my shields unable to resist the tug of Hope’s sweet lure. I held my breath and waited. I wished and yes — I hoped.

I let Hope seep into my being. I let go of doubt, and worry, and all the what ifs. I didn’t listen to the ‘wisdom’ of the doubting Thomas’ in my psyche — I just let Hope in.

Turns out — there was no catch. It was just as Hope lead me to believe. A path of kindness, joy, and adventure. All the things I could have hoped for — and did — right before me.

How often do we talk ourselves out of Hope? How often do we short circuit our own dreams before The Universe even has a chance to deliver them to our doorstep? How often does the doubting Thomas voice shout down the song of Hope in our soul?

‘Hope sings the tune without the words — and never stops at all’. Don’t be afraid to listen when Hope sings to your soul. Don’t be afraid to refill your prescription of Hope. Don’t be afraid to take it daily. There is always, always Hope.

Namaste.

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