Hope and Whimsy

Sunday, 25 November 2012

Hope is not linear.  It bubbles.  It twirls in circles, like a Hindu time spiral.  It comes out of left field sometimes and feeds you like food.  All sorts of different vessels carry hope.  Some of them are the diametrical opposite to what or where you think hope would reside.  Hope seems to be quite happy to attach itself even to a shit-encrusted shoe sole.  It's just having the eyes to see it.  Lately I can be a little blind. 

I have noticed that when I am closed down to love, hope also passes me by.  I don't know how to say that without it sounding twee and wanky.  Hallmark, schmaltzy Hollywood movies, and the way we live separated from the earth and wedded to money have appropriated certain good things like love and hope and shoved them into containers where they don't belong.  The containers are too small. 

I think it's time we invented new words for love and hope.

This morning, I'm kindling hope communing with that place very deep in me which knows that the reality we see is not all that there is.  I don't know any further than that.  But this morning that is enough.

This morning the best demonstration of hope to me is this picture from Kel.  As far as I'm concerned, there is a definite dearth of red doors in the middle of paddocks, sitting all by themselves.  

It's whimsy, I guess.  Whimsy gives me hope. 


  1. Kel www.cre8space.blogspot.com25 November 2012 at 13:24

    whimsy and hope
    i'd never consciously connected the two
    but now that you've circled them in red, yes it makes sense
    your words gave me an 'aha' moment
    why i love Leunig so much
    his work is so whimsical, but at the same time full of hope
    realistic about the realities of life, but pointing us ever in the direction of what might lie through the red door

  2. Whimsy gives me hope too; it breathes through that tiny crack in my unconsciousness.

    Kel's door is wonderful. Funny thing - I saw her post of that right after I finished this collage today: https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10151126788367441&set=a.460924937440.246089.648322440&type=1&theater&notif_t=like

  3. I think it's a crying shame there are so few red doors in paddocks. The world is so much poorer for it. I'm setting up the Red Door Liberation Front. All Red Doors should be unhinged. Follow me!

  4. Follow you where? Through the Red Door? Lead on, brave soul!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  5. I so love that synchronicity, TP. (Your collage is pretty damn fine, too). Thanks for the double dose of inspiration.

  6. Yeah. Leunig is the king of whimsy and hope in the midst of the pain of life, and i look forward to indulging in all three with you on Wednesday evening :)

  7. (Well, indulging in whimsy, hope and Leunig with you, rather than hoping to indulge in whimsy, hope and pain ;)


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