“Hope has felt dangerous to me in the past—and in some ways, I remain a bit wary of it.” ~ Suleika Jaouad
Spring is here, but I’m having trouble opening myself up to it.
To joy, and growth. To the possibility of new beginnings.
After several months and years of being in survival mode, it can feel confusing — even disorienting — to find myself on the other side.
To imagine what it would feel like to not just get through the day, but thrive.
They say
Hope is a dangerous emotion.
But I say
It is the only one worth living for.
So fly, little bird. Take that first step. Then another. And another.
Because it’s better to start scared — than to not start at all.
🕊
I wrote this piece on my morning walk today. It was percolating in my mind all day until, at 9pm, I was finally inspired to turn it into a reel. I pieced together the video footage, recorded the audio, found the perfect song, did the closed-captioning. It was almost midnight before I found the courage in myself to press ‘publish’.
I’ve always found video to be the most intimate and vulnerable of all media forms, but this one really touched me. It is my hope that it will go on to move & heal others out there, as well. 🤍
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