Hope is fierce and loving and wears purple boots with a red sweater
December’s darkness brings the return of the light in many ways, and light brings hope. Literally, a new beginning in the new year ahead. But hope is not some flimsy notion laid over the mess we’ve made of things. Hope is a fierce clinging to what we know in our heart: Things can be different, better, more loving — but only if we fight for it to be so. This week’s post is about hope — or maybe Hope, as I spell it in my story below. The three quotes I open with make clear just how active hope/Hope must be for it to lead to something new and better … -------------------------------- “People speak of hope as if it is this delicate, ephemeral thing made of whispers and spider’s webs. It’s not. Hope has dirt on her face, blood on her knuckles, the grit of the cobblestones in her hair, and just spat out a tooth as she rises for another go.” Source: Twitter/“Mathew” @CrowsFault “To be truly radical is to make hope possible rather than despair convincing.” Sourc...