Sunday Confessions: Hope

Hope dangles on a string
Like slow spinning redemption
Winding in and winding out
The shine of it has caught my eye

And roped me in
So mesmerizing, so hypnotizing
I am captivated....

That is the beginning of the song Vindicated by Dashboard Confessional.

It is one of my favorite songs.

Whenever I hear it, I find myself singing along in an almost reverent whisper.

When the song builds up to the chorus, so does my voice and I belt out the words with all my heart and no shame.

Music does that to me. It allows me to feel consoled and absolved, angered and calm, inspired and comfortable.

It teases and touches the soul in a beautiful confusing way.

All art does.

Music. Paintings. Writing. Theater. It all affects me in ways I am not sure I fully comprehend and sometimes evokes emotions I am not ready to handle yet.

Art provides a release, at times entertainment but most importantly a chance to connect to a stranger, to an artist.

How can anything demonstrate more hope in the world than that?

Art connects our souls around the world.

A few splashes of color on a canvas can make a home feel complete.

A well worded poem can inspire courage to forgive, even when someone has not apologized.

A simple melody with thoughtful lyrics can leave us curled in a ball drowning in our tears, causing us to rethink our lives.

The artists who create these emotion driven pieces have been through pain.

Love. Heart break. Troubles. Salvation. Redirection. Happiness. Failure. Change. Happiness.

It is the same stuff we deal with on a daily basis and that is why we connect so hard with some artists, with some lyrics, or movies.

It touches our hearts.

It reaffirms we are not alone in our experiences.

We are simply human.

Humans who are destined to face pain, turmoil and change.

Who will be faced with confusing decisions and unexpected moments of happiness.

There are people in this world who can express it so eloquently with their work, that it soothes us in ways once thought unimaginable.

Have you ever been to a concert of one of your favorite artists, maybe on a date or with a few friends? Mostly though surrounded by strangers and your favorite song comes on?

The lights get low, the first few chords are played, the crowd goes wild, and everyone in the place is glued to the stage and the music wraps itself around you.

There is a beautiful feeling of oneness with thousands of strangers who love the same music you do, who cry to the same lyrics, who dance excitedly in their car when their favorite jam comes on.

It is a beautiful, wonderful experience of oneness with a community.

Or think of meeting someone who loves Mr. Darcy as much as you do and how you instantly clicked with that person.

Or how Shakespeare was the icebreaker for you and your bestie in Freshman Lit.

Or how your obsession with Dali could be witnessed in your own artwork.

Or how simply some songs, movies, television shows can make you laugh. Cry. Angry. Sad.

It is because the writers, the actors, the singers, the song writers and everyone else has gone through some real shit.

It gives me hope.

It gives us all hope.

If a movie can move us to laughter and tears and we can connect with the premise of a story then we can connect with each other.

We can learn from it.

We can evolve from it.

We can draw inspiration and courage and realize we are not the only ones fighting an uphill battle.

There are others out there who's souls are just as battered, bruised and comforted by the same things we are.

It gives me hope that we can one day open up with one another.

Comfort each other. Engage one another. Look back with a smile and choose to move forward.


Until then, find solace in your lyrics, in your stanzas, statues, stories and paintings.

Never be afraid to connect, you never know when you may meet someone that can relate and help you on your journey.

Or you might just be able to help someone else on their journey.

This has been a Sunday Confession on Hope with the one and only amazing Hot Ash from More Than Cheese And Beer.

If you haven't checked her out yet, you definitely should, (you can thank me later) as well as the other wonderful bloggers who linked up.


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