Jolly sorry I disappeared for a while there, end of semester assignments and all that jazz. Anywho, I’m here now and back in time for wise words wednesday.
During the week this quote kept coming to my mind. It’s probably my favourite quote of all time, and not even slightly coincidentally from my favourite movie/ fantasy world ever- Lord of the Rings. I know #nerdalert. But I have no shame in saying that I have found a lot of wisdom and comfort from LoTR. Lessons of endurance, of holding on to hope when everything looks as dark as it can, the importance of friendships and community in keeping things together, and so on and so forth.
This quote hits me because it’s hopeful without denying the darkness and the difficulties that are undeniably present in the world/ life. A lot of inspirational rubbish I’ve found to be so obnoxious because they are mostly empty metaphors that don’t actually serve to communicate anything real or new to your situation.
Guess what everyone? Life is hard. You know what else? It always will be. There’s never going to be a day when you wake up and everything from then on will get easier, or simpler. I’m sorry but your heart WILL get broken, you WILL witness things and experience more sadness than you ever thought you could. Darkness, greed, lust for power, pride and hatred will always be around, around within US, and often it feels like the “dark places” will only spread.
But I will always choose to believe that there is hope. Not blind, ignorant hope that everything will get better magically, but hope that no matter how many times I get hurt, or hurt others, that love is real and it can exist in a very real and beautiful way within me and my fellow humans. Hope and love, as cheeeeeeesy as it sounds, when you sit down and think about what it means to believe in those two things despite what appears to be perpetually oncoming darkness, I think it is a profound comfort.
Anyway, I’m being reflective right now. And I’m sure I’ll read this tomorrow and think it’s a load of drivel, but in this moment I feel a kind of warmth in my heart thinking about what there is to hold on to.
Everything’s not lost.