Yours?
The one emotion that brought me to New York City, the one emotion that I must feel throughout my life:
HOPE.
What emotion must y’all have to keep going? More to the point, if hope is gone, what is its substitute?
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December 14th, 2005 at 10:28 am
I’m with you. I have to have hope. Whether it’s big or small, having hope keeps me focused on the task at hand…
In the absence of hope, I think it’s just sheer determination that can get me through…
December 14th, 2005 at 10:33 am
Hope can be easily substituted by a good cup of coffee and a newspaper. Once I read how terrible everyone else is doing, it’s easier to scrape up some pride.
But without hope, I’d have to say that true grit is what keeps me going. The fact that I know of nothing that can conquer my spirit.
December 14th, 2005 at 10:39 am
just sheer drive. Even though I keep on getting knocked down…I know no matter what happens, I’m not going to stop trying.
December 14th, 2005 at 12:46 pm
I need something to look forward to. Anticipation.
December 14th, 2005 at 1:13 pm
Hope and Happyness.
December 14th, 2005 at 1:29 pm
Tenacity; sheer will to survive…and possibly Haagen Daz coffee ice cream.
December 14th, 2005 at 1:36 pm
Without hope, what is there really?
December 14th, 2005 at 2:34 pm
“Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen.”
For me it is faith. Hope and faith are pretzeled together in this seemingly oh-so-foreign life where our deepest desires are never quite quenched. The fact that we have such haunting passions allures us to the mysterious “hope” that surely there is more. For every single desire that we have on this earth there is always an object for that desire, whether something as simple as hunger there is food, or something as complex as love there is… well- love. Ultimately our desires lead us to an infinite life where we can be understood, and understand, where we can have meaning and significance, where we can be caught up in a never ending adventure, and experience the depths of love in our relationships that we have merely heard whispers of. Faith swims where reason cannot wade.
December 14th, 2005 at 4:51 pm
I have always had a hard time with hope.
I’ve hoped into voids sometimes, and the realization that not will come of it has left me very jaded.
Instead, I just put my head down and grit my teeth and take pleasure in the immediate beauty around me.
It seems to suffice.
December 14th, 2005 at 6:00 pm
FEAR!
December 14th, 2005 at 6:30 pm
Without hope, I suppose one could go for absolute resignation.
December 14th, 2005 at 8:14 pm
curiosity? i guess so, at least it makes for a reasonable ending…
December 14th, 2005 at 9:04 pm
Obligation/Duty. If you have individuals dependent on you for suvival, even without hope for yourself and your life, the duty you have to others should keep you going.
December 14th, 2005 at 10:45 pm
To your second question, I believe the absence of hope is despair. What people substitute for it depends on the individual (and their own particular vice or issue!). Fear, pride, greed– they all serve to “keep people going”– but to what end?
Contentment. Now THAT’S one that’s not been brought up yet…
December 15th, 2005 at 12:04 am
Love
December 15th, 2005 at 12:08 am
As a southern girl…..I say…
“always keep yall line a cast…in the stream where you least expect it….there will be a fish!”
Hope..in the simple terms…
December 15th, 2005 at 4:31 am
Agree with Jake: faith,
that no matter how bad things are right now, life will just go on..
..and: determination to survive it all. Ain’t you just want to survive the battle, even if you won’t come out a winner..
December 15th, 2005 at 4:56 am
belief…you gotta believe in something. which is kinda like hope. great blog by the way.
December 15th, 2005 at 9:56 am
substitute for hope is hope that hope will be restored,in other words, hope
December 15th, 2005 at 10:43 am
My rage is what propels me.
December 15th, 2005 at 1:54 pm
Faith, hope, and love go hand in hand for they are the divine ones. May I never be driven by any other
December 15th, 2005 at 6:46 pm
when I feel that I have no more hope, my feet hit the ground and I go. What propels me? my desire for knowledge, my curiosity, my sense of adventure, and a deep need for stimulation and challenge.
substitute for hope: faith. if you can’t hope, at least believe.
substitute for faith: love. if you don’t have faith, show someone love.
substitute for love: charity. if you don’t have love, show someone charity.
that’s what this thinking girl thinks!
December 16th, 2005 at 6:29 pm
Survival instinct plus an Old World upbringing (we lived through World Wars, so don’t complain) and a dose of shame.
All told, though, hope certainly helps ease the pain.
December 17th, 2005 at 3:22 pm
hope
as in i will stop breathing someday
December 19th, 2005 at 2:53 pm
I’m not sure if you mean hope for finding love or for finding/living your dream. If either of those were to be lost, then I would live in freedom.
If hope is gone, then freedom is my substitute.
To live my life playing guitar, traveling to other parts of the world (which I do), feeding my spirit, painting, writing, visiting and spending time with great friends, appreciating and being grateful for my life and simply being here.
Losing a brother to cancer at the young age of thirty (15 years ago, now) awakens those synapses to be more aware of how fortunate we really are.
Doing what I want, when I want, with whomever and wherever I want…
Freedom. That would be my substitute, Belle.
December 21st, 2005 at 12:01 am
ILUSIÓN.
(illusion)
January 3rd, 2006 at 12:18 pm
Persistance– without it- you dont usually find hope, love and faith.
January 6th, 2006 at 8:04 pm
Okie, good call on anticipation. I think it’s just a more confident version of hope. It’s like you know something good is going to happen and just can’t wait - better than just hoping something good will happen.
January 9th, 2006 at 12:08 am
Anger.
Anger, really is at the root of all action.
and I don’t mean anger in the gun-toting axe wielding sense but a mild yet pure form of it.