A sliver and a shimmer

Hope. The dictionary defines it as: the feeling that what is wanted can be had or that events will turn out for the best.

Hope is always with me. One time I lived in a homeless shelter. It seemed to alot of the guys that there wasn't any hope. I had a sliver of hope back then. I was in a state hospital for many months, I still had a sliver to hold onto. I saw the shimmer of hope.

I plant, plants in hope that they will grow. I nuture and tend to them. I feed and water them, hoping they will grow strong and healthy. I pull the weeds so they can have room to flourish.

Sometimes my hard work doesn't pay off. A flower will grow and then suddenly wilt. It saddens me when that happens, but I know I did my best to make it grow. The hope then is that next year will be better and they will become more than I ever dreamed.

The early years of my SZA there were seeds planted in my soul. It was up to me to nuture and tend to them. It took years for some of the seeds to produce the desired affect.

I am a slow learner. Just remember that the slow moving snail made it to the ark.
I enjoy writing here. The hope is that we all can learn from one another. And we do!
Live to see the inner spirit grow, love the path that we all share, laugh at ourselves, learn that we are special, listen to the sounds of life,

Dave