Hope to me is somewhat of a dichotomy. Sometimes, all that keeps us going is hope that things will get better and then hope is a gift. But hope can also hold us back in a way, as in false hope. In Spanish, esperar means both to hope and to wait. And hoping generally does involve waiting for something better to happen. Sometimes waiting is the best thing we can do and sometimes it’s not. Like in this quote (where we don’t wait):
“A writer is a writer because, even when there is no hope, even when nothing you do shows any sign of promise, you keep writing anyway.” – Junot Diaz (Author of The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao, among others)
But if you keep going, doesn’t that mean you have hope that something better will come along if you persist? Ugh–I’m thinking too much about this and getting myself all confused. Here is a poem I really like about hope:
“Hope” is the thing with feathers – (314)
He feeds upon the fair;
And yet, inspected closely,
What abstinence is there!
His is the halcyon table
That never seats but one,
And whatsoever is consumed
The same amounts remain.
I’m not really sure that I understand this one, but subtle glutton doesn’t necessarily sound like a good thing.
“Hope is a waking dream.”
Here’s a verse by Rudolf Steiner from Calendar of the Soul, which is a series of verses for each week of the year intended to capture to soul mood of the week:
I can, in newly quickened inner life, Sense wide horizons in myself. The force and radiance of my thought -- Coming from soul's sun power -- Can solve the mysteries of life, And grant fulfillment now to wishes Whose wings have long been lamed by hope.
|English translation by Ruth and Hans Pusch|
Again I’m not sure I understand this (and it is translated from German)–I often feel that way when I read Steiner, but it’s a spring time verse that seems to me to say that the power of human thought can solve the mysteries of life and grant fulfillment to wishes– whose wings have long been lamed by hope.
“Whose wings have long been lamed by hope” I don’t think this is the good kind of hope, this is the kind of hope that keeps a person waiting for something to happen instead of taking action.
OK–here’s another question I guess I’ll be living with. But that’s a good thing. A few years ago, I went to a conference called, “Living with the question in an age of answers.” Which leads me to one final (I promise) quote–one of my favorites and not about hope but about living with the questions by Rilke.
That’s all for today–thanks for stopping by.
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