I sometimes feel limited with hope. The notion that “things get better” seems like an endless detour of illusion and deception.
I sometimes struggle to leave room for “hope” when accepting harsh realities. Because it’s not uncommon to hear statements like, “Have hope that things will get better.” Because, yes, things do get better. But also, the reality is that things can get hard. And it’s not about negating the difficult moments, but learning how to deal with them.
There’s a liberating feeling that comes with radically accepting what is. It’s a feeling of being able to just be, rather than placing hope to feel safe and secure and free of all “what if’s” only when “things get better.”
I don’t think that we need to lose hope to feel liberated. But I do believe that we’d benefit by letting go of some of the narratives we’ve created about what it means to have hope.
I noticed that when we place hope on events that we don’t have complete control over, it becomes hard to accept what is and easier to remain in a state of denial. Because in it can imply that we’re not going to have to deal with the inevitability of difficult life situations in the future, which is false (lol).
I believe that we’d benefit by recognizing how we personally define what it means to have hope and learn to make space for both—something that not only gives hope for what can be, but one that also makes it easier to just be.
Hope can be a feeling of self-trust and acknowledgement of one’s control to figure things out, no matter what happens. Hope can be the belief that everything is figureoutable (or most things). Hope can be expansive, an inclusive sentiment to all possibilities.
See you next week,