Hope is found in anticipation.
Once the anticipated has been met we are left with hope lost.
In this cycle of emerging ourselves in hope for what is or may come and finding ourselves lost upon each roll of the dice when our desires are either met or blocked, it is then we learn to know and face our greatest hope.
Death. Living. Embracing that we are dying, and dying knowing that we lived and live on in all that we anticipated.
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When my hope has been achieved I don’t feel a sense of loss but a sense of achievement. I don’t expect to achieve success even time. That make the successful times more delicious.
Leslie
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Yes, there is that. The sense of achievement lasts only a short while, and then things go back to normal. We keep looking for the next ‘achievement’ the next ‘fix’. The next whatever it is that we anticipate. Anticipation brings to us a sense of possibility. That feeling is something indescribable (maybe 😉 ) and once fulfilled that feeling leaves, and then what is next? Now maybe that feeling is not called hope, but maybe it is. Maybe hope is not a feeling but a sense of what is to come. Maybe so is despair.
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I think that is what keeps us moving forward.
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Well yes. 😛
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😉
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We start dying the moment we are born. It’s what we do in the meantime that can make a difference!
Think of how much writing you are doing! This is great!!!
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Exactly.
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