Hope whispers in my ear that I needn’t worry about kids, family, money, health, future and even world. “Don’t Worry..” she says, “I am here alive in your heart and carry you through your worries. ‘Forgetting’ is the magic dust I sprinkle on you. As you sweetly slip in to your dreamworld, I whisper gently and promise that I will hold your hands through the night and fill your world with dreams that help you wake up fresh and bright eyed.”
As life started closing in with all its worries, I was not convinced of these gentle whispers of Hope and needed more assurances from her.
Hope did not give up and continued to whisper in my ear that
- She is here to make the world a better place by inspiring people to have visions that will not shatter with their current realities,
- She is the bedrock of all visions and
- She is an angel from God installed in every human heart no matter how flickering she might be in there.
Hope told me to tell you
- To not give up,
- To hold on as all pain comes to an end,
- That Hope cannot be kicked out so easily
- That she will linger as long as you dream even faintly against your reality.
Hope is the sun shining even when clouds are covering it up. She asks us to remember that just as we feel a guarantee that there will be sunshine after heavy rains, there will be Hope even as despair tries to cover us up. All she needs is half an acknowledgment from us and she is ready to run with us, leading us.
This is what Hope told me today.
She says that she is the next breath of fresh air that enters you – all you need to do is to pause, remember and inhale her deeply and she will light that lamp in your heart.
So, please lend her your ear and she will fill you with most divine melodies that you ever heard.
As Poet Lisel Mueller says –
Hope
It hovers in dark corners
before the lights are turned on,
it shakes sleep from its eyes
and drops from mushroom gills,
it explodes in the starry heads
of dandelions turned sages,
it sticks to the wings of green angels
that sail from the tops of maples.
It sprouts in each occluded eye
of the many-eyed potato,
it lives in each earthworm segment
surviving cruelty,
it is the motion that runs
from the eyes to the tail of a dog,
it is the mouth that inflates the lungs
of the child that has just been born.”
Will you allow Hope to whisper in your ear? What is she saying? Can you hear her?
Remember,
Hope is the Oxygen in the next breath you take.
Fill your lungs with it – you won’t regret.
Pause…..Relax….Breathe….deeply and fully.
Do not let despair take over and constrict your lungs.
Fill them with Hope.
Inhale ‘Hope’ the Life Saver.
Until next time
With Love and Respect
Padma Ayyagari
Inhale ‘Hope’ the Life Saver.
Until next time
With Love and Respect
Padma Ayyagari