Never give up hope.
Such a simple statement. So easy to understand. So hard to implement when things seem hopeless!
I’ve been thinking about hope a lot this week and how important it is. The picture (above) of my latest crochet project should give you an indication of what sparked my imagination.
The most important part of the story of Pandora’s box (which apparently was a jar regionally)is that after all the evils of the world spilled out, there, at the bottom remained hope, reminding us that all is not lost.
As one Greek poet wrote (according to Wikipedia – I am not a classics scholar)
“Hope is the only good God remaining among mankind”
From the pessimist’s perspective, Hope can be seen as a further evil that refuses to let us give up, prolonging our torture. But it is also a beacon of light – showing there is good to come even though we cannot see it.
I prefer to look at the beacon of light view of hope, though the frustration of knowing you can’t give up on something, or someone, even when you want to, is pretty familiar! Yes, it might prolong the agony of a struggle, but if we reach that goal then surely that struggle is worth it? What would humankind have achieved without hope to motivate us?
When things are dark, for whatever reason, and you can’t fathom a way out, I urge you to remember that hope exists. It is at these times when it is hardest to believe in hope. But I know there is something in your gut telling you it is there, telling you to hold on. Just a little longer.
Listen to that something. That something is Hope.
I watch the news a lot and this week feel particularly exasperated by the inability of governments to respond to climate change. I don’t understand why we are not pouring money into research into renewable energy sources instead of fossil fuels and I worry about what disaster it will take to turn things around. It’s utterly depressing but I also know the way that humans always come together in the face of crisis. Yes, it will take a crisis to make things really happen, but something we can’t see yet will galvanise action. And that knowledge gives me hope.
Hope reminds you that there is always another chance, another breath, another sunrise, another opportunity to make things better.
I know this all sounds a little like a church sermon – my intention is not to convert you. Whilst I see myself as spiritual, I don’t practice a single religion, but the celebration of Faith Hope and Love has suddenly started to make a lot more sense to me.
During scary and uncertain times, stop for a moment. Look for the beauty in the ordinary, notice small acts of kindness, find joy in simple things. This is how HOPE makes its presence known. Whether you believe in it or not, it is there.
It’s going to be okay.
P.S. If you’re in and around Cambridge, keep your eye out for my little banner of hope over the next month!