Hope’s Footsteps

Dear Reader,

I’m back.

As anticipation beckons, I find myself marking Hope’s footsteps alongside of me while on my own or in the midst of a crowd.  She’s tapping me on the shoulder, tickling my fancy, bumping up against my funny bone to make me turn and look, stand to attention, and wonder – what was that?  Her? Again?

So many moments, brief and prolonged have been laid before me, around me…in a magnificent chorale from a heavenly chorus and a heroic cinematic capture, chit chat in a  elevator with a toddler playing peekaboo, nudging a wild turkey named *Rosey to ‘cross the road’, stumbling upon a secret garden right out in the open in the heart of The Village, gentle guidance in a Yoga class with focused intention set before us centered around Gratitude…Hope wraps you in a warm, fuzzy blanket of peace.  She says “Look at all that has come to pass, to fruition.  And there is more to follow!  This is not the end.”

What are your days like?  Your nights? Where does She peek around a corner or jump up with “Surprise!”?

I pray and trust that dear Hope has reflected her beautiful countenance upon you this day and will in each day to come.  You‘ve seen her, felt her, known her, right?

Sending my hope, gratitude, and love to you,

Susan WBK Ceely Philips