“Hope”

My view on hope, outside of the spiritual context, has shifted recently. Specifically the consequences of what happens when you put hope in humanity. Or a dream, a goal, a delusion. 

It becomes a thief of the most valuable nonrenewable resource. Our time. 

Hope steals seconds turned minutes that slip into years. It discreetly robs you of moments as you wait for something, or someone, to happen, even when there is no evidence in the intermission that you will arrive at your desired destination when the season concludes.  

Hope can be deceitful. It is a pause button with no guarantee you’ll hit play. 

Hope can sustain you as you hold on for a better tomorrow. But be mindful of patterns. One too many days becomes a lifetime. 

We spend so much of our lives hoping, wishing, thinking when we could be doing, creating, seeking, achieving.

Maybe the perfect formula is hope with action. Hope which fuels action. Maybe hope is the motivation, the nudge, we need to inch towards the end goal we long for. Do we even consider what we long for? What our hope is a placeholder for?

Maybe we realize along the way that the things, the people, we hoped for were actually just obstacles when we arrive at what was truly meant for us.