“let’s just have a nice coffee and maybe a little breakfast”
well….
—
“hope makes a good breakfast. eat plenty of it.”
-ian fleming
Jun13
Category Archives: hope
Nov24
listen and hope.
I signed his copy of ‘The Tale of Despereaux’ and he said, “My teacher said fifth grade is the year of asking questions.”
“Really?” I said.
“Yeah,” he said. He took out a notebook. “Every day we’re supposed to ask someone different a good question and listen really good and then write down the answer when they’re done talking.”
“Oh,” I said, “I get it. I’m someone different. Okay, what’s your question?”
“My question is how do you get all that hope into your stories?”
“That’s not a good question,” I said. “That’s a great question. Let me think. Um. I guess that writing the story is an act of hope, and so even when I don’t feel hopeful, writing the story can lead me to hope. Does that make sense?”
“Yeah,” he said. He looked me in the eye. “It’s kind of a long answer. But I can write it all out. Thanks.”
He picked up his copy of Despereaux, and walked away—writing in his notebook.
This was years ago.
Why did I wake up this morning and think of this child?
Maybe because this is a time to start asking good questions, a time to write down the answers, a time to listen to each other really well.
I’m going to get myself a little spiral bound notebook.
I’m going to listen and hope.
-Kate DiCamillo – American author
Mar18
reweaving.
in recent days
i have seen and read about
many gestures of hospitality
one reaching out to another
with each act
i find a renewed sense of hope.
—
“hospitality is always an act that benefits the host even more than the guest. the concept of hospitality arose in ancient times when the reciprocity was easier to see: in nomadic cultures, the food and shelter one gave to a stranger yesterday is the food and shelter one hopes to receive from a stranger tomorrow. by offering hospitality, one participates in the endless reweaving of a social fabric on which all can depend – thus the gift of sustenance for the guest becomes a gift of hope for the host.”
-parker j. palmer
Mar2
orchid.
never
in spite of all efforts
have i been able
to keep an orchid alive
somehow
in spite of a pot cracked
on the very first day
and
fingers crossed
trying to care for it
this tiny orchid
has survived
even thrived.
a surprise new flower emerges.
—
“patience is the art of hoping.”
-luc de clapiers
Jan3
hope floats. until it sinks.
(this is hope. she is not me, but is an enthusiastic re-enactor)
—
went to the gym
on what
had to be
the most
hopeful day
of the entire year
january first
new year’s day
first day
of resolutions kept
the energy palpable
electricity in the air
and sweat
and
postive thinking
and vim
and vigor
(a crack team of synchronized re-enactors)
—
with enthusiasm
brimming over
and cheering
and
a shared
spirit
we all
worked hard
while we
watched the rose bowl parade together
and
celebrated
our own
new coach’s
long-awaited
return home
and
each of us
believed
and
hoped
for our
own reasons
that
this was
just
the beginning
of
wonderful changes
coming into
our lives
at least for this day.
—
hope is a waking dream.
– aristotle
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