Hope locates itself in the premises that we don’t know what will happen
and that in the spaciousness of uncertainty is room to act.
~Rebecca Solnit
measuring hope with sky…
inquiry for today~ what will you bring into the heart today?
The books or the music in which we thought the beauty was located will betray us if we trust to them; it was not in them, it only came through them, and what came through them was longing. These things- the beauty, the memory of our own past- are good images of what we really desire; but if they are mistaken for the thing itself they turn into dumb idols, breaking the hearts of their worshipers. For they are not the thing itself; they are only the scent of a flower we have not found, the echo of a tune we have not heard, news from a country we have never visited
~C.S. Lewis
