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Chasing Down The Muse:

Fear is the enemy of hope

December 05, 2008|By Cherril Doty
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Call me a Pollyanna if you will. This stereotype of a young girl with infectious optimism does not insult me at all. If my optimistic belief, my hopefulness, my own joy in life extends to just one other person in the world, I can be glad. There are too many easy negatives to grab on to as it is. For myself, I prefer to turn to the wisdom of those who have gone before me, such as Seneca or the more recent FDR. I prefer to believe in human creativity and endeavor to pull us out of bad times.

I certainly hope none of us loses our home or our job. And if this should come to pass, I hope that each of us still has good health, good friends and a supportive family to help us through, for these are truly far more valuable in the end. Life will still be oh-so-worth living, perhaps even more so.

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On this weekday morning, amid the clatter of trash cans and the softer sound of heavy fog dripping on the rooftop, I remind myself of the things that I love — the people I care for and who care about me. These are what really matters. Ever hopeful, I await the arrival of the sun just as I await better economic times. Until then, I cherish this moment and am thankful I can. I hope you can, too.


CHERRIL DOTY is an artist, writer, and creative coach exploring and enjoying the many mysteries of life in the moment. She can be reached by e-mail at cherril@cherrildoty.com or by phone at (949) 251-3883.

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