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So tell us, readergirlz, how do you generate hope in your life? Name something that have given you hope in the last year. And let's get to spreading the HOPE!
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Things that give me hope - This will come as a shock to no one who knows me, but I'm a pretty high-strung person. Hope, and peace, are things I try to find by enjoying those everyday moments: walking the dog down the winding streets of my neighborhood, historic Greenwich Village. Really good, strong coffee on the patio. A glass of wine and a really good book. Catching up with an old friend. All of those pleasures recharge me so I can face the days when hope is in lesser supply.
I pick up the phone and call someone I've been meaning to call for a long time--maybe make a plan to meet for lunch. Reaching out = hope. If the hopelessness is from writing troubles or being overwhelmed by work, I crank up the music and just dance until everything feels possible again.
This is probably going to sound cheesy, but here goes. I teach ten-year-olds everyday. So, if I ever need a dose of hope, I go into school and really, really try to focus on seeing the world the way they see it. I listen to them a little harder. I laugh at their jokes. I think about how their intelligence kind of blows my mind a lot of the time. That gives me hope.
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Things that give me hope -
This will come as a shock to no one who knows me, but I'm a pretty high-strung person. Hope, and peace, are things I try to find by enjoying those everyday moments: walking the dog down the winding streets of my neighborhood, historic Greenwich Village. Really good, strong coffee on the patio. A glass of wine and a really good book. Catching up with an old friend. All of those pleasures recharge me so I can face the days when hope is in lesser supply.
I love your hope methods, Micol! I'll join you. And I'll add yoga. It sounds hokey but it makes me feel all open to the world and its possibilities.
I pick up the phone and call someone I've been meaning to call for a long time--maybe make a plan to meet for lunch. Reaching out = hope. If the hopelessness is from writing troubles or being overwhelmed by work, I crank up the music and just dance until everything feels possible again.
I sing.
I laugh.
I share.
I look up at the sky.
I pray!
This is probably going to sound cheesy, but here goes. I teach ten-year-olds everyday. So, if I ever need a dose of hope, I go into school and really, really try to focus on seeing the world the way they see it. I listen to them a little harder. I laugh at their jokes. I think about how their intelligence kind of blows my mind a lot of the time. That gives me hope.
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