

The Tunes of Hope
Emily Dickinson wrote: Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul And sings the tune without the words And never stops at all. One of my happiest truths about moving into anything new is that I’ll have the chance to walk into empty spaces and make new choices. Such chances absolutely fill me with hopeful delight. Sure, I’ll be wandering into the unfamiliar, carrying all kinds of baggage . . . but the good news is I’ll be moving into uncluttered spaces. I can cho