Hope holds the space for possibility
When we lose hope the space shrinks to nothing.
No thing.
A zero point.
This is the black hole of human existence. In the no-thing we are pulled with a gravitational force down down.
The thread, the light, the possibility is gone.
Unless we find a thread, hear a voice from our depths whispering for attention, or sense a hand reaching into the void, we are lost.
Hope holds the space for possibility.Â
With hope we can take the next step, no matter how small.
Hope frames the beginning of all things.
Photo taken August 9th 2022
