“Hope is the thing with feathers-
that perches in the soul-
And sings the tune without the words-
And never stops at all”
-Emily Dickenson
These well-known and beloved words from Emily Dickenson are some of my favorite when it comes to the topic of hope. Far from being pathologically sunny, Dickenson acknowledges that hope is necessarily a mysterious and slippery feeling. Singing the tune without the words: a perfect description of the fact that we are often most connected to hope in times when we have no idea what the hell is going on.
The 16-month year of 2020 feels a lot like that, doesn’t it? Like we’ve been locked in the house all year, peeking out of the curtains each day to determine whether the world is safe to step into. But now spring is here, and the pandemic, at least for now, is calming, and a tenuous hopefulness seems to be emerging, a step at a time.
And it’s okay to have doubts. And okay to feel like your heart is still strapped into a roller coaster. And okay to feel too tired to accomplish things some days. In fact, I think those are all signs that we are treating our hopes like a real thing, rather than just a daydream. Real things take work. Rest is a required part of hoping.
As we navigate this new season, I am interested in the things that keep us hoping. I can tell you that the good fortune of being at The Remedy keeps me in tune with it–seeing the kindness, strength and resilience of both my co-workers and our guests leaves me breathing better. I’m so grateful for it. We hope the magic of this place leaves you breathing better, too, and invites within you the courage to look at the future and imagine what might be possible, when you’ve done what you need to take care of yourself.
We’re here and looking forward to it with you!
With love,
Erin H/The Remedy
