The light of Hope

The sun has begun to grace us with its presence for longer and the days are becoming bright and clear. The weather is slowly transitioning and the cycle of new growth is beginning again. The darkness and grey of winter sludge are dissipating. I am grateful for the freedom and opportunity to appreciate it peacefully. The frogs are singing again and the air is fresher and the seasonal depression is lifting. Barefeet on new grass and the warmth of the sun on my skin. The fuzzy new growth on plants with buds waiting to burst. It’s all a reminder that darkness doesn’t last, that the world keeps spinning and there are better and brighter days ahead.

Seeds of hope and life may lay dormant for a while but someday they will take root and grow and spread. Let hope remain, however, much it is lost and misplaced, let nothing steal hope. In hope, there is strength and defiance. Deep within our minds lies a great power that one can try to break but if we can shield even a fraction of it then hope lives and strength will not fail us. We may get tired, we may give in, but the strength will be there when we are able again and hope will drive it from beneath the darkness into the light. Live fully and fearlessly from moment to moment. Believe in the light of the world though it has dimmed. Keep within you a flame to reignite the torch so that we may see better days ahead. Look out past the dark and gloominess looming over us and into the fire of the rising sun and remember that darkness is not forever and that the light will always shine again.

Published by izzysconfessions

I was born and raised in the smallest of towns in Southwest Virginia. A town that is extraordinarily active, yet a town that is like it's very own little mini Bible belt. My dad was Baptist, my mom pentecostal, and I'm paranormal. I would venture to say it is somewhat of a family trait. One that is met with equal acceptance and curiosity as much as it is met with skepticism. Individually and collectively so much has been experienced and witnessed at times to such a degree that one might wonder how on earth there is room for doubt. I dont have all the answers, I do not have it all figured out. Im as human as everyone else relying heavily many mornings on a lot of coffee and a little Jesus. In fact, I can't decide what I want for dinner most days. One constant is I cannot go a single day without chocolate. Pour a cup of coffee, or a little tea and whiskey and join me in my confessions of a haunted freak.

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