Even when we feel helpless and lost in the dark, we can persist if there are windows of hope. When we open our hearts to those windows of hope, we can tolerate today’s distress and see through those windows to possible solutions in the future.
Do you see any windows of hope in my photos from yesterday?
I hope I soon look through windows to see hopeful scenes like these:
When you look out your windows today, what hope do you see?
Here‘s a window of hope on YouTube:
Windows of hope and gratitude to all who helped me create today’s window into my hopeful heart and to you — of course! — for the hope you bring, here and now.
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I see snow, too, Ann. Hopefully, signs of spring.
There’s snow outside my windows today, Mark, but I am warmed by your comment.
Office Space was a great film.
Can you believe I still haven’t seen it, Alex? Somebody at work hoped that I would watch it soon.
You so have to. You’d love it! Consider this part of the persuasion
https://alexraphael.wordpress.com/2015/07/12/lines-of-the-day-officespace/
I can see windows of hope in all of your pictures Ann
I hope you know how much I appreciate you!
hello Ann, i like your
nice outfit with cute ears.
& so beautifully hopeful
your message offers
to me and others,
even if they’ve
avoided cafeteria
food in the past
hello David, I like your
stone-countenanced
bravery and passion
& your beautifully hopeful
messages at your blog
Hi Ann, I see very green grass outside my window. The magnolias are starting to bloom and soon the fruit trees will be letting loose flurries of pink, white and mauve blossoms. With all the rain we have received this winter, we are in for an amazing Spring.
You always bring amazing beauty and warmth when you visit, SD. I hope to see you again very soon.
i 8 sum pi and it was good! Sines of Aaron amid signs of spring!
Even when I feel helpless and lost in the dark, I can persist with some misheard lyrics. (True!)
Sines of you are always windows of hope here, Maureen.
Many years ago I read a story about someone making a long trek to the ocean because it was the source of all life, and being able to return to the source of life meant both being able to start over and to carry on.
All your pictures are windows of hope but especially the ones of water, and I hope your hope to live where you will always have a window to water is fulfilled.
Thanks for trekking over here, Chris, and helping us all carry on.
What flavor was the pie? Wasn’t it good enough to eat it all?
The sum of your comment is SO good. Thanks, Ray.
This post made me tear up a little bit, Ann. I have never been without a “window” of hope. But I have such a sensitivity right now to friends who are living without much hope in their lives, and I feel such a weight. One of my dear friends lives with a permanent view of a local cemetery. So in this case I take the notion of a view of hope very literally. I don’t live far from the coast and I head there every time I need to lift my own hope up a bit! And seeing comfort food on your page…that’s always a good one, too! LOL!
Thanks for lifting my hopes with your kindness every time you visit, Debra. ❤
I have to tell you your photos are always so eclectic but so perfect for each topic. When I sit on my sofa I look out the window to the deck, past the deck, (which is on the second floor), out across the yard and into the woods, looking at the paths I’ve created. I love windows. Don’t you?
I love windows, the paths we create, and YOU.
It’s a gloomy day, but, then, there is tomorrow
It’s a gloomy day here, Derrick, but, then, you brighten it with your hope.
In the ongoing cycle of the seasons and there is always hope. 💕 Thank you for opening the window in me this morning Ann.
Thanks for opening windows of hope, Val, as you always do! ❤
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