when the dog bites

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When the bee stings, when I’m feeling sad, I simply remember my favourite things and then I don’t feel so bad.

What am I hopeful in?

Human imagination and grace.

The beauty and complexity of nature.

The possibilities that come with a new day.

That there is more that we do not know than what we know.

The ability to look beyond the present towards the future.

Hope never dies.

Selflessness.

That we can change.

What’s on your list today?

‘You cannot look to the future by naive projection of the past.’*

More than a place to escape a world we do not welcome, we’re capable of creating a better story, focusing on the things that are so important to us:

‘Curation adds meaning to isolated beautiful things.’**

When we do this – and we all have different ways – we are providing a context, a place of embedding what matters most of all, offering the possibility of their flourishing and a deeper now.

“Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed citizens can change the world.  Indeed, it is the only thing that ever has.”^

(*From Nassim Taleb’s Antifragile.)
(**From Rohit Bhargava’s Non-Obvious.)
(^Cultural anthropologist Margaret Mead.)

 

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