As many of you know, hiking is how I refresh and rejuvenate my mind, body and spirit. It's often special time shared with my husband, or with good friends, or sometimes my "alone" time.
A week ago on a warm Sunday afternoon, my husband and I hiked past the Hope Cottage, operated by Green Gulch Farm, part of the San Francisco Zen Center. No one was in residence, so we enjoyed lunch outside, gazing over the headlands to Muir Beach far below. There is a profound feeling of peace and healing surrounding Hope Cottage.
Yesterday's hike, only a couple of ridges away from Hope Cottage, was very different. The day was foggy and drizzly; my heart was heavy; it felt like even my beloved Mt. Tamalpais was crying. As I walked up and down gorgeous fern bedecked trails, through the redwood forest, listening to a lively creek below, my mind kept returning to the the prior week, when life felt saner and sunnier, when Hope Cottage welcomed us.
As I hiked, I decided to concentrate on Hope instead of on the overwhelming sorrow that could so easily engulf me. I thought a lot about Hope:
- how I wish everyone reeling from tragedy can find hope,
- how essential hope is in our lives,
- how hope can empower us to believe that we can make our world a better place,
- how hope can strengthen our resolve to make that happen
If you're in need of hope, of solace, keep looking to find your special place that gives you strength and hope. I believe it's there for us, and I know we can improve our world.