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Little Bits of Trust

Trust is a big word.  Big as in powerful; able to  stir heart, mind and soul.  Big like commitment.  A word not taken lightly.

When I was eleven I wanted to sleep over at a friend’s house and my mom refused to let me go.  I cried, begged, and ultimately ended up slamming my bedroom door-but not before screaming “I hate you” at my mom.  At school a few days later my friend told me that her parents had gone out that night and she and her brother just sat at home smoking pot.  I suddenly felt very uncomfortable with my new friend and stopped hanging out with her.  I still wonder how my mom knew that she wasn’t the kind of eleven-year-old her daughter should be having sleepovers with.  I guess sometimes you just have to trust your parents.

The most important gift I’ve given myself is to trust my trust my inner voice to guide me in the right direction.

Recently, my mom told me that it probably was not a good idea to paint my bedroom bright red and I trusted her opinion.  (OK, I’ll admit that I disregarded her advice, painted the bedroom red and hated it, then spent another entire weekend painting over it in a ‘mom-approved’ creamy brown).  I’m learning to trust her.

What is trust?  An utter, unexplainable belief without having proof.

When do we know we have found trust?  In those moments when we believe with all our hearts and there is no room for any doubt to be present.  In those moments when we are seized with the passion to be true to what we believe.  In those moments we choose to be full of courage and take our leap of faith.  In those moments when we are still and quiet, within ourselves, trust can be found.

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Trust your editor

When I started writing and submitting my work I always became discouraged when an editor sent me a rejection or asked me to make monumental changes to a piece I’d spend weeks perfecting.  I always smiled, agreed to make the changes and I always – always – ended up with a better piece of writing.  I’ve learned to trust my editors.  Even if they reject me.  Editors know their readers and what works in their magazine.  If they reject my idea for being ‘not quite’ right, I have learned it’s not a rejection of me, or my work necessarily .

Even if you’re not a writer, there are still people in your life who are acting as your “editors”.  Your boss may ask you to make major revisions to an important project, your yoga teacher may correct your ‘downward facing dog’ or your child’s teacher may ask you to do extra work at home.  Rather than taking these requests personally or internalizing the belief that your work, flexibility and parenting skills aren’t good enough, trust that your ‘editor’ has a different perspective and take the chance to see if she’s right.  You may be surprised to learn that the small edits you’re making will make you a better employee/yoga student/parent. 

Look outside yourself for trust if you want to be disillusioned.

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