My Hope Muscle

I have really strong thigh muscles. And a pretty strong core. I am reasonably content when I look in the mirror and flex my biceps.

But my muscle of hope needs strengthening.

It is sagging.

It is covered up by despair, rage, and fear.

Several times each day I have to remember to use it so that it can become more robust.

I scour the news for random acts of generosity, for positive acts of protest, for people standing up for what is right.

I go to arts events- poetry, painting, dance, music- for the upliftment.

I meditate as an act of hope.

I hold on to moments of joy.

Today I was able to accept that the sagging muscle will get stronger, even if it takes me 50 times a day to remember to flex it.

That is my practice.

How are you flexing you muscle of hope?