I hope I can express, in my first post about hope, how important hope is for human beings who struggle, cope, bruise, and heal.
I hope you understand that I’m saying that hope is important to all of us.
- a word that comes up in therapy, every day.
- something I hold for every person I encounter.
- according to Emily Dickinson, “the thing with feathers.”
I hope you don’t mind if I include that entire Emily Dickinson poem, here.
“Hope” is the thing with feathers – (314)
BY EMILY DICKINSON
“Hope” is the thing with feathers –
That perches in the soul –
And sings the tune without the words –
And never stops – at all –
And sweetest – in the Gale – is heard –
And sore must be the storm –
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm –
I’ve heard it in the chillest land –
And on the strangest Sea –
Yet – never – in Extremity,
It asked a crumb – of me.
I hope you see the hope in today’s photos.
I hope I am healthy and you are, too.
I hope you enjoy today’s music!
I hope you share thoughts, feelings, and music about hope, below.
Hopeful thanks to Emily Dickinson, to Frank Sinatra, to children everywhere, to Foxes and Fossils, to Crosby Stills & Nash (for creating “Helplessly Hoping“), to people who hope to heal, and to you — of course! — for reading this post and liking it (I hope).