President Obama recently used the phrase: "The Audacity of Hope".
This struck me as such a powerful & emotive phrase, particularly as the President was referring to the state of a country & our world, my first reaction was 'I wish I'd thought of that!'
Hope of course is of necessity audacious & courageous (of the heart).
There's an uncertainty about hope. It exists above the circumstances rather than beneath them. In spite of them rather than because......
These butterflies are on a wall display beside my bed; a visual depiction of the audacity of hope which tops 'n tails my days.
The caterpillar has, as part of its DNA, Imaginal Cells. They lie dormant until its transformation at which time these extraordinary cells literally imagine & create the butterfly. The caterpillar thinks it's dying or being destroyed, but these amazing cells have faith & resilience built into them. The Liminal Threshold of change is crossed & a new 'version' of that being emerges. A transcendent process but not without some struggle!
In my collage the butterflies are escaping from their confines, to be free, to be liberated, to be more than, to extend beyond any limits imposed upon them.
It takes an audacity of hope to hold onto an image of what our lives & our futures could be.
What gives me even more fuel for my audacity of hope is that these same Imaginal Cells exist within my DNA & yours!
What can you imagine for yourself? What is your audacious hope? In what areas do you dream of your own ex-prisonment?
I love to notice, & to wonder & to journal on the things I wonder about: as the poet David Whyte says ~to "overhear myself saying things I didn't know I knew"