Daryl Wood's Blog

I wasn’t going to write today. So much has stomped around my head and heart and I wanted to take some good advice from a dear friend and be silent. Preparing to do more shredding I picked up my appointment book from 2013. Opening the back cover I saw a scribble of words in bold strokes that read:

“Spirit is the part of you that is drawn to hope … the part of you that has to believe in goodness, that has to believe in something more.”

I read it over a few times slowly and out loud to feel the message. It touched my heart. I wondered who had said these words and did a search online. Caroline Myss. Of course! I have admired her work for decades and quoted her often. No surprise that I would capture something she said in a place I would see it often, my appointment book. What really moved me were the words ‘drawn to hope’. Maybe that’s what has kept me going these longs weeks without my beloved Doug. Maybe my spirit has been drawn to hope the way that we all feel drawn towards the light, the ‘part of you that has to believe in goodness’. Maybe we are all unconsciously, through our spirit, believing in something more.

Hope is a noun that sits on top of the mountain beckoning us to stretch and reach for what we long for without excuses and conditions. Hope waits for us to be ready to turn towards it’s light and no matter the outcome, it wraps us up in possibility. And hope is a verb, easing us through the little steps we must take to accomplish the simplest of tasks when we are in despair and always with grace and wisdom.

And Spirit, our spirit, is the catalyst, that which draws us up to our full height so we can keep our eye on hope, on goodness, on something more. Because it is that goodness and something more that ensures we will be holy beings in this chaotic world where ‘things’ happen and loss and grief wander the garden alongside joy and elation. Spirit is our grounded centre and when we listen with the quietness of a butterfly’s wings, we hear the peace that was always there.