Day 20: a question

Is hope something that is somehow in motion? or is it something that is very still?

I posed this question on Facebook today instead of writing a post. I'm working on a painting and am trying to get a better understanding of how images relate to feelings. How can we describe something without using the word for it? What kind of symbols are associated with the words we chose? How can we describe in an image the effect or quality of a feeling?

Not sure what will come of my "research" but so far here are some answers to the question,  
Is hope something that is somehow in motion? or is it something that is very still?:

I think hope is in motion in that it can travel within us and through us, but in order to access it, you may need to be still.

Everything including hope is changing. All become still if you can accept that , I guess.

Both, just like the stars.

In motion...hmm...I think it is something that varies in intensity. Like sunlight. But intensity is different than motion.

Visceral response.... It's in motion - has to be. It HAS to be dynamic, fluid.

My faith waivers but my hope in Christ is an anchor.

starts with a stillness & grows to a roar

Dynamic equilibrium.

That word has never sat well with me.

yes

Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all.
~Emily Dickinson

Hope is one part of an attitude that keeps on going.

In TCM, Hope is similar to fearlessness. Out of balance, in dire stress, the Water Element will express/feel fear/hopelessness. As opposed with Aggression, Panic, Over-Worry, Grief. I think the learned/healthiest response is to often enter stillness to assess and respond with measured wisdom.

Hope might be a moment by moment decision for determining our reaction....a moving target.

Hope is always the future, it is always in motion. Once we arrive at a hope, it s no longer a hope but a moment and we develop another hope to replace it.

For me, hope is a verb, a thing I do, not a thing i have. Need more hope? Hope more.

Hope, sometimes, is a kerchief escaped
still warm from the heat your neck gives it;
let it take updrafts of early spring,
when plum blossoms petal the earth;
let it spin its own dear life,
brief moments of freedoms.
Bend forward, reach
grasp between finger and thumb
your hope, gentle, still safe
so light, so light,
before it hits the ground.

-SMSteele

You lost me after “All I have is a question”...

For me, Hope is still. Surrender to what is while holding space for desired outcome.

Still in Motion