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
I’ve been saving this magic for a day we really needed it – for a day we might be desperate for a reminder to tune back in to the singing. Today’s the day.
Make no mistake – hope never stops singing. When we become very, very afraid, we just stop listening. Fear becomes so loud. The bastard drowns out the singing.
Do you trust me? I know you do. I know you do. Thank you for that. I’m going to tap into that trust and ask you to do something for me.
Please, turn off the TV. Just for a few minutes – you can turn it right back on.
Then spend another seven minutes showing it to your kids or someone you love.
Show the people you love WHAT YOU DID. Show them WHAT THIS PLACE DID. What the hope and love you share here each day turned INTO. Show them what hope and love ALWAYS turns into:
CHANGE. Hope and love turn into change.
Just remember- powerlessness is an illusion and despair is a place that people of hope are only allowed to live for a few moments at a time. Feel despair, sit with it, then move away, move on, tune back into the singing. All the chaos and terror is reality- but so is beauty and love and hope. Those are realities, too. We still have the power to decide in which reality we’re going to live.
For just seven minutes, live here.
And then try to IMAGINE what the Monkees and Microsoft are going to pull off together this fall. We’re going to take this brutiful world by storm. We’re gonna keep lighting up this world with love.
Just Keep Swimming.