To Understand Hope

Lately, I've had this word reverberating within my mind. Over and over, getting louder and more frequent as time goes on. Hope.

I was beginning to wonder if that was because it was something I needed to apply or, better yet, enrich within myself. Still, I recognize that after hours adrift in the thoughts of it all, neither was possible for me to do because I didn't understand it. In a practical sense, I comprehend hope. Although, I can't help but wonder if maybe there's more to it than just the concept alone to grasp. Perhaps the nature of it is where that answer lies.

Hope is more an energy than an action. Something that you inject into a process or pursuit to spur the steps it will take to see whatever outcome you want through to fruition, keep the motivation to see it through alive no matter what obstacles you encounter on the way to realizing it, and give you a sense of accomplishment or reward that makes you feel actualized. Too much, and that process weakened significantly, no matter the result. Not enough or any at all serves a worse fate of me being much less likely to achieve the desired outcome.

It comes from within, a fire that ignites our enthusiasm to produce the ideal results in life. Occasionally though, it appears as if we take it for granted. Maybe I do it myself from time to time. I should appreciate it more. It's just what I need to apply to bring the deepest of my aspirations to fruition.