Hope

This new day is too dear, with its hopes and invitations, to waste a moment on the yesterdays.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

I notice as we turn the calendar to a new year that my sense of hope is fortified. I am able to imagine new ways of seeing and being. I feel a faint beckoning of adventures that await on this great big marvelous planet. I stand taller on the challenges of yesterdays rather than sink into their darkness.

  • What does your heart hope for when you allow it to dream?
  • What hopes do you encourage in the first moments of each day?

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