We’ve crossed the halfway mark.
Now is when the Resistance rears its ugly head. Now is when people fatigue and consider quitting. Now is when you must persevere.
You’re tired. The baby kept you up all night. And isn’t what you’ve done so far enough? Can’t you just take a break?
No. You can’t. Because this is when you’re just beginning to see the habit form: when it hurts, when you’d rather give up. When you’re about to quit.
True skill is built when you push yourself just past the place you think you can go.
Perseverance prevails in defiance of what we think is possible.
In other words, amaze yourself. Keep going. Don’t quit.
And what’s the challenge for today? Write about hope.
What do you think about when it comes to “Hope”?
It’s a powerful word, it basically changed the world in 2008 when Obama used it — very cleverly — to inspire a new generation of people to vote for a new direction. America had just hit the wall with the 2008 financial crisis, so using hope to turn the tides was pretty much the only thing they could do.
Shepard Fairy visualized this movement. A calm expression brought to life with vibrant colours, this was the face of the future of America. All captured with one word, “Hope”.
Weather you think Obama achieved this or not is beside the point. That one word acted as a catalyst for change, it got people to believe in something new, something unknown.
In hindsight, Obama probably didn’t quite turn out as people would have hoped. Drones and things like that, not exactly what people would have pictured to go with the now iconic image on the left.
If one word can change the political landscape of the most powerful country in the world, imagine what it could do to a single person. Hope is optimism, positivity, the expectation of something great on the horizon. It shows its head during times of despair, the idea that the night is darkest just before the dawn, that is where hope comes in.
My personal experience with hope isn’t as noble or impactful on a large scale, but it has had profound affects on me.
Hope seemingly comes into its own when despair is at full power. You see no way out of a certain situtation other than to hope that it will get better. Hope then opens up possibilities, this leads then to creativity becoming alive inside you which in turn helps you see a way out of this despair you find yourself in. You have broadened your horizons on new possibilities.
It’s a big word for 4 letters
Hope crosses a multitude of fields. Psychology, health, creative fields, culture, religion, the list goes on and on. I am ill placed to advise or comment on a lot of these.
From a personal standpoint, hope has served me very well.
When I was 17, my dad was diagnosed with prostate cancer. Being told that he had to get an operation was not an easy thing to be told, despite the assurances that all will be ok. Times like these call for hope in a large dose, extra strong on the rocks.
Granted, everything turned out well. My dad is in great health and I can imagine that if I needed hope, he was calling for it by the truck load.
“Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul and sings the tune without the words and never stops at all.” — Emily Dickinson
It’s hard to describe exactly what hope is. In relation to taking up writing, I was very much hopeful that it would turn out to be a positive endeavour. All I wanted to do was something new, deep down inside though I had hoped for there to be some glimmer of hope for me to be actually good at it, or at least the possibility getting to that stage.
Speaking now, I always hope for happiness, that to me now seems like the real thing about life. Being happy with yourself, then everything falls into place. It’s not a destination though, it’s a journey.