I discovered recently where I find hope — hope that we, as humans, can still find ways to get along. I find it where-ever people come together to accomplish something beautiful or worthwhile such as…
- people spontaneously singing along to a song
- the UVic lip dub (and, hell, most of the college lip dubs)
- the final scene in the movie V for Vendetta (spoiler, duh) and in several other films (like that one about the boy wizard)
- the song The Christians and The Pagans by Dar Williams. I keep this seasonal song on my iPod year round.
The thing is, whenever I get hopeful, I cry. There’s joy behind the tears at least. Am I alone in that? Whether it’s the sense of unison or community or just one human reaching out to another, it’s rare enough I guess that I feel moved by the actions. That shouldn’t be the case. Maybe I’m just not looking in the right direction….
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