Untying hope . . .

It's Tew's day . . . and our great mistake is that we tie hope to outcome. – Cynthia Bourgeault

Hope givers …

Cate Blanchett turns 55 today. The Australian actor was born in 1969, Melbourne, Victoria, Australia

David Byrne was born 72 years ago today in 1952 . The singer/songwriter/musician, poet, actor, director, producer was born in Dumbarton, Dunbartonshire, Scotland. He stopped making sense and thereby made sense for us.

And, today in 1944 George Lucas was born in 1944, Modesto, California. A a pioneer of the modern blockbuster movie, at the age of 80 he is still considered to be one of the most significant figures of the 20th-century New Hollywood movement, and despite this, remains an independent filmmaker, while one of the few billionaires in the industry.

In 1804 Lewis and Clark departed on their journey into an unknown but speculative future.

We shall not cease from exploration / And the end of all our exploring / Will be to arrive where we started / And know the place for the first time. —T. S. Eliot, The Four Quartets.

Home is where the heart is.

“The practice of spirituality is a way of looking at a world where you're not alone.” — Rick Rubin

My Great-Aunt Tommie, bless her now departed but insightful, aphoristic view of the world, was fond of saying “The biggest problem of people is that each one of them can't see the forest because all the can see is the tree.”


In that moment of inward breath, that pause and awareness of “how beautiful this is” is a moment in which we become one with it.

Hope is the thing with feathers

“Hope” is the thing with feathers -

That perches in the soul -

And sings the tune without the words -

And never stops - at all -

And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard -

And sore must be the storm -

That could abash the little Bird

That kept so many warm -

I’ve heard it in the chillest land -

And on the strangest Sea -

Yet - never - in Extremity,

It asked a crumb - of me.

– Emily Dickenson https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poets/emily-dickinson

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