The hope that lies within you gives you the strength to live life period. This hope inspires you and drives you onward. No matter what comes your way, you always go back to that hope and rely on an unseen entity. This hope motivates and pushes you forward. It encompasses you and flows out of you. It embodies you and yet is still found in you. Sometimes you remember to remember it, and other times you just forget that it's there.
Either way, it won't leave you. Any time you want to pull it out and rely on it, it's there ever so faithful and oh so patient. Hope waits for you to take hold of its essence in order to see another day. It waits until you're ready, until you've exhausted every other option, and until you're option-less.
No one hopes for the worse... well, at least not for themselves. You hope for the best and try to live accordingly. But how many of us actually live consciously everyday? It's really exhausting, but it's so very necessary. We need to know what we're living for and how we're living, and if we're living the right way.
If you're born and then told what to do, and then find out that that makes sense to you (or not), and you live accordingly, great! But I thought we weren't supposed to know all the answers right off the bat? So then why do we pretend to know everything? We live life with our guards high and our faiths grounded in what we know (or think we know). We never open up our eyes to see the possibilities. Are we scared?
Here's what's scary about that. If we open up to possibilities that negate our long-standing faith in whatever (or the lack thereof), then we have to let go of some things we held onto. As a result of that we might be disliked by some people, and might have to give an explanation for our choices now. This is very scary.
Imagine living your whole life one way and then finding out that the foundation was all wrong and that it's going to crumble sooner or later. Imagine that we figure this out a little, but still choose to be naïve. If we know this and we keep living this blind faith up, we will crumble too.
To see with our eyes wide open and to know beyond doubt that what we held onto, whether partly or wholly, was wrong, is called "growth." Growing is exactly the reason for our living. If we knew it all, then why would we be here? And if we don't know everything, then let's open up ourselves to a life of discovery.
Let's pull out that "Hope" and keep searching for the "answers," not just "opinions."