I believe in hope. I define it. I live it. There is always light on the other side of every dark passage. There was never a situation where I lost complete drive for life; though, there were times of close encounters. Hope gets me through it… or is it something else?
After that Sunday morning awakening, a small, but significant shift took place. Maybe it was the notion that I’m not afraid of the unknown. It empowered me to know that I can ask, and should be able to have my needs met, without feeling like the most unrealistic person. Whatever was stopping me before, was not there… Days following the incident, something else took the place of those lost anxieties. And it wasn’t hope. Hope is the younger and quieter sister of much bolder and stronger- Faith.
Faith is not like hope. Hope anticipates and seeks a positive outcome in a difficult situation. It looks into the future. It tries to predict the unknown. Whereas faith is in the now. It believes and trusts the outcome will always be better. It knows this because the Greater Power devised the plan in the first place, and it guides us through each stepping stone. Faith is always present in every situation- positive, negative and in between.
So, now I know, I have two sisters on my side. It has tweaked the energy in me; in my home. It has broadened my capacity to feel, receive and offer. I have a subtle sense of happiness, contentment and connection to everything. There are gentle vibrations all around. They’re not always easily felt; however, meditation, simple task without interruptions, or time spend with my family, sharpens this awareness. I wish, I could explain the feeling using deeper words, but I can’t find the right ones to define it… Whatever it is, it’s important. That I know without a doubt. Will it last? I have faith, that it will…
“Faith is to believe what you do not see; the reward of this faith is to see what you believe.”