Holding On To Hope

There are always reasons to hope.  Time has taught us to hold on, keep moving forward, keep believing that the tide will turn, the sun will rise, the anger and the hatred, the greed and evil will fade away like sand reclaimed by the sea.  Nothing is permanent – everything is moving in perpetual motion towards, and away from – only time does the inconceivable – lives in the past, the present, and the future.
 
In a world that, I admit, frightens me, I struggle to find reasons to believe in the possibility of a bright tomorrow, for my children, for my grandchildren, for my greatgrandchild.  I struggle to find the light.  I struggle to find things that will comfort me and then, one day, a video appeared on Instagram.  It was a delightful Frenchman singing to cows.  I’ve since discovered that he sings to all animals, lions, tigers, and bears, flamingoes and meerkat and hippos and, the most amazing thing – every animal he sings to is intensely interested in gently interacting with him, his guitar, and the music.
 
Plumes is a viral French singer-songwriter and animal advocate who travels the globe serenading animals with his signature pink guitar.  His journey started when he played for cows on his grandmother’s farm.  The cows “came running over and stayed to listen nearly an hour.”  Plumes understood the magic of the moment – he had found a way to connect – one life form with another.  https://www.instagram.com/plumesofficiel/?hl=en
 
I admit, I’m grasping at straws, hanging on to sunbeams and rainbows, seeking solace in the soft sounds of the breeze on fall evenings and the quiet transformation of the leaves from green to brown, gold, and red.  I’m desperately seeking reasons to hold on to hope, but for now, this moment, one reason will do – thank you Plumes (Loris Assadian.)

 

HOLDING ON TO HOPE