Hope

Hope

Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune--without the words,
And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.

~ Emily Dickinson

saw lines of this poem on a friends page today and immediately I went searching for the completely poem. Love it. One of my favorites that I have not seen in a while…today it returned into my life like an old friend…

as I have economic fears with what could be a job strike starting Sunday it was just the perfect thing as I am transitioning in so many aspects of my life and trying not to feel a sense of chaos and overwhelming fear… what we all need is FAITH the opposite side of the coin…turn over fear and you find faith… place it on the table. Fear is there…but hidden. Out of site and always within reach if we turn it over and see it again…so we constantly turn the coin over… returning to faith…and HOPE..

remaining positive about the present conditions and the opportunity for growth and change in the future….. having HOPE today.