Happy St. Patrick's Day. What an appropriate day for me to talk about hope and how it can be cultivated. I spent many St. Patty's Days in the bars drinking green beer or martinis with their green olives. That was a time in my life that I was very short on hope and didn't even realize that's what was missing. I was miserable, for sure, especially when sober, but couldn't put a name on the misery. However, I was convinced that if only others would change, I'd be just fine. That's what sent me off to my first 12 step meeting, in fact. Alas, that wasn't t[...]