Without hope:
without hope of anything being other - than what this moment holds. This too includes any wish found present that desires a change for better. Everything belongs exactly and only as it is right now. It's the paradox of where we find ourselves.
and nothing has to change.
until it does.
this is the key of any creative moment; being without hope of any finished project, the brush stroke alone is the focus, each word arriving without concern for completion of a written sentence. It's also how we heal; that the end result of being whole is realized through the examination of our present hurt and what feels broken. Through this we truly see that we are more than the sum of an identity left shattered. To accept ourselves in brokenness is to discover the spaciousness of who we really are, this capacity that never fails to hold imagined pieces.
to be without hope places us exactly where we are - and it's here, right now, that our every response is given; and this brings us to another moment, already different than before, changing even as it comes to notice. This isn't really something that we do; it's not a course of healing action. We are already living in a hopeless moment.
yet our hope too is held in this acceptance.
~
Peace, Eric
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