"When we are in a true way of being -- that is, attuned to the homing beacon of our innermost ground, of the point vierge -- hope is the current that flows through, carrying us toward the future. As we let ourselves yield and go with it, it will open us toward the authentic unfolding of our being.
The opposite is also just as true: any form of resistance, be it nostalgia, clinging, bitterness, self-pity, or self-justification, will make it impossible to find that current of hope, impossible for hope to carry us to our true becoming. We become stones in the riverbed. But as far as we are able to yield, we yield objectively into hope."