Hope Springs Eternal

Hope springs eternal in the human breast;

Man never Is, but always To be blest:

The soul, uneasy and confin'd from home,

Rests and expatiates in a life to come.

This is a snippet from a poem, An Essay on Man by Alexander Pope. He wrote this poem as a effort to use "optimistic" philosophy in order to "vindicate the ways of God to man", or to explain the natural order God has decreed for man and because man cannot know God's purposes he must ultimately accept that "Whatever IS, is RIGHT".

But isn't that the hardest thing in the world to do? Accept our lot in life..To have faith in "whatever IS, is RIGHT"?  To know that in the midst of the good, the bad and the downright ugly dirty messiness of existence there is no other place you are suppose to be...but right here.

My goal in blogging again is to to try and dig deep into what "IS"  for me right now. Not that I don't already document the hell out of my life on Facebook and more recently Instagram but I'd like to make this more of a central place for my musings but I expect there to be some overlap in other places.

I hope to be able to be a bit more consistent this time but I'm not making any promises. :)

So feel free to follow my journey...Comment, laugh, shake your head in amusement and/or confusion but most importantly encourage me to continue..as I encourage you to do what ever it is that moves your spirit and to seek what gives you peace with "what is".

So Here's to eternal springing Hope, unspeakable Joy and boundless Love

Oh and Happy New Year. :)