Thursday, March 11, 2010

Trust

"We're never so vulnerable than when we trust someone - but paradoxically, if we cannot trust, neither can we find love or joy" - Walter Anderson

Trust is a huge lesson for me, one that I am trying to working. I have to accept that at times, people may really like me or want to do things for me, only because they care and want to, and not because they want something from me. I admit, this is a hard lesson and one that I will not grasp overnight. I realize, I have to let go, don't question, and just accept that I can be loved and cared for by anyone.

Peanut butter and Jam, who knew! Earlier this evening, after it cooled down a bit, I went to the town of Candolim, which has a new international market. There I found some peanut butter and some blackberry jam!! Mmmm..I can't wait to have some tomorrow. I also found some brie, which I'm looking forward to eating as well. I think all of the pollution, smoke and dust might be causing me to either have a bad cold or severe allergies. I just took another shot and a half of Nyquil so I hope I'll have a good night's sleep.

I've said it many times before, but I'll repeat it just this once. In the end, when the time comes for you to leave the body, it's not what you did, what you have or who you are, it's who you love and who loves you. That's all that matters, Love. So go, go with love and an open heart.

3 comments:

  1. Trust is huge. You know, it's funny, love and trust are things humans can only conceptualize and have ideas what it's about. No one really knows what it is, it's like some phenomenon that humans have made up.

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  2. Trust, so easy to think it can be reached and then so easy to think it can't be reached. But it's there when we trust our wisdom and intuitive reasoning. Love: I can attest to the healing power of it. I have experienced the affects. Even if one thinks she or he has lost love, once it has been experienced, it is never lost to us. Blessed be, my dear friend, and happy P&J sandwiches!

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