The American poet Emily Dickinson famously wrote “”Hope” is the thing with feathers- That perches in the soul.” Throughout the rest of the poem, hope sits and sings and then takes flight. Hope is triumphant and boastfully expectant, always waiting for the gentle wind it needs to take flight.
Hope is a fundamental component of the human condition, in fact, we seem to be wired to hope. Even in most dire of situations, we are drawn towards hope and rejoice in the possibilities that a brighter day will bring. Every prisoner longs for the day he will be freed, every student hopes for the mark they have studied for on their exam and every patient wishes to be released with a clean bill of health...
On November 8th, 2016, Donald Trump was elected the 45th President of the United States. Many people did not think that Trump would reach the presidency, and once he did, most, including myself, felt that it would quickly result in catastrophe. As President Trump settled into the office, I gradually calmed. Still, when one looks at the political situation and escalating tensions created of late by Trump’s policies, there is only one way to describe it, volatile. America is not the only country facing an unstable political climate. All around the world, nations are experiencing turmoil, the Coronavirus pandemic has left us scrambling for a new normal, Brexit has shaken the United Kingdom, Venezuela is in shambles, and Australia has seen more leadership spills in the last ten years than any other time in history...
