Comments on: Essential hopelessness http://mamadharma.net/2008/05/essential-hopelessness/ one single mother. one spririted preschooler. oy -- what a life. Wed, 08 Feb 2012 15:10:27 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.6 By: Hope and Longing - This Mama’s Dharma http://mamadharma.net/2008/05/essential-hopelessness/#comment-308 Hope and Longing - This Mama’s Dharma Tue, 04 Nov 2008 03:30:55 +0000 http://mamadharma.net/2008/05/essential-hopelessness/#comment-308 [...] I dare to hope?  I have written before about how terrifying hope is.  Yet there is a struggle in me, between the dreamer and the one who sees the futility of living [...] [...] I dare to hope?  I have written before about how terrifying hope is.  Yet there is a struggle in me, between the dreamer and the one who sees the futility of living [...]

]]> By: bella http://mamadharma.net/2008/05/essential-hopelessness/#comment-151 bella Wed, 14 May 2008 02:15:00 +0000 http://mamadharma.net/2008/05/essential-hopelessness/#comment-151 Love this!<br/>When we hang on to that hope, it can have its way of blinding us to everything right in front of us.<br/>there is freedom in letting go, in the abandon.<br/>I love you. Love this!
When we hang on to that hope, it can have its way of blinding us to everything right in front of us.
there is freedom in letting go, in the abandon.
I love you.

]]> By: Karen http://mamadharma.net/2008/05/essential-hopelessness/#comment-149 Karen Fri, 09 May 2008 15:00:00 +0000 http://mamadharma.net/2008/05/essential-hopelessness/#comment-149 You can't know how much non-hope you give me to finally hear the truth echo in a singular, clear voice: give up all hope. It is so much more popular to play with hope, to sing it and paint it and dance with it. So rare to find a fearless one who can look it in the face and call it what it is: pretense.<br/><br/>Dear, you will do much, accomplish everything, prevail and thrive. Just not with hope.<br/><br/>And how sublime, how truly rarefied it is to find someone to whom death is still a "foreign" concept. Those days of freedom and bliss, I fear, are numbered. I won't bother to hope otherwise.<br/><br/>A wise and wonderful post, woman. You can’t know how much non-hope you give me to finally hear the truth echo in a singular, clear voice: give up all hope. It is so much more popular to play with hope, to sing it and paint it and dance with it. So rare to find a fearless one who can look it in the face and call it what it is: pretense.

Dear, you will do much, accomplish everything, prevail and thrive. Just not with hope.

And how sublime, how truly rarefied it is to find someone to whom death is still a “foreign” concept. Those days of freedom and bliss, I fear, are numbered. I won’t bother to hope otherwise.

A wise and wonderful post, woman.

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