Don’t get me wrong, I don’t mind dreaming about Johnny Depp. If you have to dream (and you do), there are worse people who could turn up in there. But for me, it was pretty random. continue reading…
Posts tagged ‘Interpretation’
So, I was driving along the other day and I pull up behind a mini-van with a vanity plate. That’s not such a big deal in itself, because where I live they’re all over the place. Vanity plates, I mean. Mini-vans too, but that’s not what this post is about. Anyway, this driver struck me right away as someone who is very comfortable in their own skin, someone who knows who they are and aren’t afraid to advertise it:
That’s what the tag said! Of course, maybe it was a gift or something. continue reading…
I think for most of us it does. Hope must be a bottomless well, an emotion that bubbles up from inside us, from a limitless source, from a natural spring.
It must be. Because if you run out of hope, then you have no reason to go on. Hope is our link between what is and what could be.
There were times in my youth when I definitely did not want to be in my life. I would have been extremely happy if I could have crawled into a crevice somewhere, curled into a ball and simply gone to sleep. But however welcome the sleep would have been, I wanted to eventually wake up. I wanted a break, not an end. I never contemplated an end because something really great could happen the next day and I wouldn’t be here to enjoy it. I believe that is hope. I didn’t create it within myself, it was just there. It gave me what I needed to hold on until the next day, or the next, or the one after that.
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This week’s Query is about Hope. Click on the question below to get to that page and see what other people say about it. While you’re there, leave a comment and let me know how you answer this question:
I was inclined to disagree, or perhaps I simply didn’t understand his meaning. I thought, “We are surrounded by the finite.” There are brick walls all around us, in every direction we turn. The vastness of the world may be beyond the scope of our true comprehension, yet it is nonetheless contained. And everything within and upon it is in some way likewise contained.
Even the limits of our imagination are constrained within the bounds of our own experience. You can imagine and dream beyond what you have done, seen, read, felt, heard – but only in relation to those experiences. Imagination can build upon what you already know, but can you really create something out of thin air, without reference of any kind?
Anyway, that’s where my thoughts carried me. The next day, I took this picture: continue reading…