~ Life is mostly illusory, few people truly see reality untill they are spiritually enlightened for darkness in the darkness is the gateway to all understanding.
This was such a beautiful and empowering read. The way you reframed hope not as naïveté, but as a courageous act of faith and resilience really resonated with me. It’s true: hope doesn’t guarantee outcomes, but it transforms how we show up in life. I especially loved the line about how people call you “lucky” once your “delusional” dreams come true. That hit deep. Thank you for reminding us that choosing hope isn’t foolish it’s foundational. I’m walking forward with mine, even if it still feels impossible.
Hope is what inspires us to keep moving forwards along the path we’ve chosen (at this moment).
Hope gives us the internal strength to overcome, dismantle and reframe our own inner barriers that is part of the challenges that will appear along the path that was chosen when we dared to dream something into reality.
Your sweet and positive spirit is lifting me up today. This message is so powerful and needed. Thank you for persevering and continuing to write your heart out for us. ♥️
They said I was delusional. They put me in a mental hospital because I called 911 too often. I'm 63 and was being abused. I fought back, left him with the clothes on my back. Got restraining order and had him evicted. I lived on the streets for a while but now I'm in a shelter and next week I start a new job, found a new church within two weeks. I guess they were the delusional ones.
The phrase “delusions of hope” certainly makes delusion sound grounded and I love that. As I was reading, my mind started drifting away to what I hope for - something that has taken years to admit - I do want to make a living as a full-time writer. Your post reminds me to keep hope alive every day and lead with that on this journey of making it my reality.
I have been facing this most of my life - first my father kept repeating how ridiculous I was, how my dreams were too big and unrealistic, what a megalomaniac I dared to be. He was constantly questioning why I can't be normal like everyone else. I had really strong will and lot of resistance in me thought.
Classmates at school were no different. I was never shy to talk about my hopes and dreams but because I did not have the best grades everyone was just shaking their head thinking what the hell. They gave me a really hard times.
Eventually, I gave in. There was too much pressure for a teenager to handle.
Now I am trying to recover and it is still hard. I have so much hope and I always had though, just connecting with everything I have always wanted became quite hard after all those years and so much discouragement. I though never gave up on hope that there is something good and fulfilling out there for me, and I will find the path that leads to it.
Just yesterday I was discussing about hope with Imi(Alice Tesi phd).
I am a great believer in seeing for a ray of hope in darkness.
This attitude has always helped me in my struggles to find a solution for my problems.
I pray open the crack to let the ray of hope in..
Nice write-up.
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~ Life is mostly illusory, few people truly see reality untill they are spiritually enlightened for darkness in the darkness is the gateway to all understanding.
This was such a beautiful and empowering read. The way you reframed hope not as naïveté, but as a courageous act of faith and resilience really resonated with me. It’s true: hope doesn’t guarantee outcomes, but it transforms how we show up in life. I especially loved the line about how people call you “lucky” once your “delusional” dreams come true. That hit deep. Thank you for reminding us that choosing hope isn’t foolish it’s foundational. I’m walking forward with mine, even if it still feels impossible.
Glad it resonated with you Adrião :)
We all need hope - it is what excites us and elevates us and helps us believe in the possibility of anything.
Or else wouldn’t it all be mundane.
Exactly, I love how you put that :)
Hope is what inspires us to keep moving forwards along the path we’ve chosen (at this moment).
Hope gives us the internal strength to overcome, dismantle and reframe our own inner barriers that is part of the challenges that will appear along the path that was chosen when we dared to dream something into reality.
External noise is just that.. noise.
Hope is the light that reminds us - I am Me.🌟
Your sweet and positive spirit is lifting me up today. This message is so powerful and needed. Thank you for persevering and continuing to write your heart out for us. ♥️
ohh thank you so much for the encouragement Susie, it means a lot :)
They said I was delusional. They put me in a mental hospital because I called 911 too often. I'm 63 and was being abused. I fought back, left him with the clothes on my back. Got restraining order and had him evicted. I lived on the streets for a while but now I'm in a shelter and next week I start a new job, found a new church within two weeks. I guess they were the delusional ones.
Wow Gretchen.. what courage. I’m so glad you’re safe and stepping into this new season. All the best with the new job. You inspire me :)
The phrase “delusions of hope” certainly makes delusion sound grounded and I love that. As I was reading, my mind started drifting away to what I hope for - something that has taken years to admit - I do want to make a living as a full-time writer. Your post reminds me to keep hope alive every day and lead with that on this journey of making it my reality.
I have been facing this most of my life - first my father kept repeating how ridiculous I was, how my dreams were too big and unrealistic, what a megalomaniac I dared to be. He was constantly questioning why I can't be normal like everyone else. I had really strong will and lot of resistance in me thought.
Classmates at school were no different. I was never shy to talk about my hopes and dreams but because I did not have the best grades everyone was just shaking their head thinking what the hell. They gave me a really hard times.
Eventually, I gave in. There was too much pressure for a teenager to handle.
Now I am trying to recover and it is still hard. I have so much hope and I always had though, just connecting with everything I have always wanted became quite hard after all those years and so much discouragement. I though never gave up on hope that there is something good and fulfilling out there for me, and I will find the path that leads to it.