A practice of hope
“I do not come to you as a reality, I come to you as the myth”, 2026
practise
ˈpraktɪs
verb
perform (an activity) or exercise (a skill) repeatedly or regularly in order to acquire, improve or maintain proficiency in it.
carry out or perform (a particular activity, method, or custom) habitually or regularly.
actively pursue or be engaged in (a particular profession or occupation).
observe the teaching and rules of (a particular religion).
scheme or plot for a purpose
hope
həʊp
noun
a feeling of expectation and desire for a particular thing to happen.
a person or thing that may help or save someone.
grounds for believing that something good may happen.
a feeling of trust.
I am arriving to this space, in a season that is so busy that many days are a blur between rising and lying down for rest each night. I am engaged deeply in things that are asking me to deeply trust, be agile and practice hope.
I am rooting in my spiritual belief that If I practice, all is coming.
I try to dream about our collective future at least once a day. It allows hope to be medicine for my heart in a time that in many ways feels chaotic, violent and volatile. I am focusing my time, energy and resources on the things that ask me to believe in the future. It feels like the best use of my energy.
Khai 12, and Duke, 10
Growing + unfurling.
A recent puppet they made at their learning cooperative and constructed on their Gigi’s sewing machine.
I have lately had time to witness the young people we are parenting, ages 12 and 10, in new ways as they age, grow in their capacity to be responsible, cook food, build their own community and learn new things that they then teach us. It gives me hope about the future and inspires we into action to ensure they will have all they need to be present, whole and hopeful. Seeing them grow and unfurl reminds me of the hope I held when I first met them earthside and propels me in action towards a shared future that is different from what we are continuing to experience and witness.
Since I started this post, with my family, friends, and our kids, I have sown hundred of seeds. I have supported cutting down trees and milling wood to build a tiny house to be able to house others. I have been practicing feeding people outside of our household through out the week, because they exist and deserve foods. I have leaned back into my writing and movement practices each morning and night. It has been the medicine to activate my hope in what is possible.
What practices are you using to remain tethered to hope?
I have one hope to share, and an ask for help and support. I am publishing a new book. I hope you will ORDER ONE or share with others.
I am doing it in this moment to help with the cost of sending these growing to youth to their first sleep away camp experience. They have been asking for a while now and my hope is to be able to make it happen this year.
May you be nourished. May you feel cared for. May you know that you deserve ease, love and peace. May it be on its way to all of us.
