Hope is defined by; ‘the feeling that what is wanted can be had or that events will turn out for the best‘.
Sometimes we (or at least definitely I) can be so focussed on what we want (and what we think that looks/feels like), that we forsake the best.
We hope for the perfect partner, he has to be intelligent, athletic, fun, tall, sensitive, easy on the eye…you know how it rolls. We’re so focussed on what we’re ‘hoping’ for (whatever that looks like in our heads) that we look past ‘the best’. When I was 18, with all my infinite wisdom, I vividly remember sitting in a car with my best friend and saying, ‘I don’t really care who I marry as long as he’s not an asian gangster’. True as can be 4 years later I married a man who is not only 100 percent asian, he also sports a tattoo sleeve and says things like ‘dude man, bro for real?’. True story.
This might be a ridiculous example, but if I had stayed so focussed on ‘my picture’ of what I was hoping for and in doing so overlooked the kind, warm and generous guy that knocked on my car window and asked me out for coffee, then I would have missed the ‘best’ with the endless search for ‘my picture’. (Please note this is not an endorsement for dating any old crazy.)
Sometimes we have to let go of ‘our picture’ of what we’re hoping for, and put our energy into hope that truly believes that whilst it might look different to what you expect – it will turn out for ‘the best’. Sometimes we just don’t know what the best is until we’re there.