
There are moments in life when everything feels too big.
The days feel heavy, the air thick, and the future… impossibly far away.
We call it despair….as if reason itself has vanished and only the echo of hopelessness remains.
But what is really happening is that the mind has lost its sense of direction.
It’s like a compass spinning wildly, unable to find the magnetic field of Love.
Yet that field was never gone, it’s only hidden beneath a mist of thoughts: “I can’t do this. It’s no use. No one understands me.”
A Course in Miracles would say, “You are not desperate…you have only mistaken who you are.”
For who you truly are cannot despair.
You are Love, and Love does not know hopelessness.
Love can see sadness, but never believes it is eternal.
When someone is in despair, they need only one thing: presence.
Not advice from a distance, but the warmth of being near.
No judgment, no hurry, simply being there.
It is the gentlest medicine that exists.
Hope is not born from words, but from shared silence.
From a look that says, “I still see you, even when you can’t see yourself.”
And that is where the turning begins.
Because in that moment, the other feels: “There is something in me that can still feel.”
And that something is the beginning of healing.
Love does not judge despair. It does not say, come on, be strong.
It whispers, rest for a while, I am holding you.
And while the world believes nothing more can be done,
Love remembers what was never lost: the peace within you.
So if today you meet someone who seems lost in despair,
don’t be afraid of their darkness.
You don’t have to fix it…just shine.
A smile, a hand on a shoulder, a simple “I’m here” can be enough to make Heaven shimmer again.
For even the longest night has a dawn.
And sometimes, you are the light that announces it.
With love and light,
G.