Plan B is an illusion. Something we tell ourselves is available if things don’t work out as anticipated.
But the birds have got it right: there is no plan B (Wild Hope).
There is only now and the actions we take today.
Because both the context and we have changed. Or, to borrow from Heraclitus: ‘We cannot step into the same river twice.’
So how can we cultivate hope ‘as a quality of the spirit that keeps us alive’*?
Pause. See differently. Re-story
~ *a brilliant definition from the poet Tom Hirons