The definition of trust is “a firm belief in the reliability, truth, ability, or strength of someone or something. Trusting someone means that you think they are reliable, you have confidence in them and you feel safe with them physically and emotionally.”
When trust is broken between two people, whether it be in a realtionship, a friendship, a co-worker relationship, or with family members, it can be difficult to repair. I have experienced loss of trust and have felt betrayed. Resentment sets in and the ability to forgive becomes harder, the unreachable element that seems far off in the distance. You find yourself looking for other forms of deceit, delving into things too deep and wondering where the next untrustworthy event will rear it’s ugly head. Once this seed is planted, it will grow and take over like unwanted weeds, choking out the goodness, love and light and will be filled with darkness. Harmful and self-sabotaging ways lead to finding things that aren’t there, or perhaps, that are. Make sure you can handle what may appear in front of you. Distrust is contagious.
In a world full of disposable relationships, jobs, friendships — it is difficult to truly fully trust others. Be careful. Take it slow. Make sure that those you put your trust in are worthy of that gift. Do not have blind trust. Don’t be gullible. Trust changes everything in profound ways.
Never give in. Never quit. Never give up! Start with the propensity to trust, and if trust is broken – try to rebuild it. Look at actions and not just words. If you broke someone’s trust in you, right those wrongs. Be trustworthy. Be forgiving. Earn it.
A granddaughter’s “I Love You”
A blooming flower.
Sunshine on my face.
Understanding in your lover’s eyes.
Memories inspired by a song.
An unexpected handwritten note.
A simple “Thank you.”
A hike alone in the mountains.
A hug just when you need one!
It’s the little things that bring joy.
Have you ever had one of those days where you could wish your self away?
I wish I had more money.
I wish I were skinnier.
I wish I had a better job.
I wish my kids would behave.
I wish the weekends were longer.
We “wish” for so many things: more time, less bills, more happiness, less sadness, more money, less problems. Why do this to ourselves? Let’s try to be happy in the moment and embrace all of the magickal opportunities we have each blessed day! Learn to appreciate what you DO have and when you do wish, wish good things for others. Wish for them happiness, health and balance in their lives. Wish for them for peace, friendship, and love. Be happy for their successes and supportive during their losses. And be kind to yourself – stop wishing away your life. Be present! Be Magickal!
Thank you! Thank you to the man who broke my heart and ended our relationship! For in doing so I was able to find real love and realize I deserved better! You showed me what I do not want in my life or my relationships with others. Through the tears of heartache, disappointment, rejection, and guilt, I have a better understanding of what I want in my life, and what I deserve!
There is magick at work here – a special kind of MAGICK! I know I am worthy!
Through patience, kindness, love, compassion, tears, jokes, hugs, and laughter, not only helping me believe in myself but believing in me, Magick brought someone special into my life. Someone who could show me that I am important, that what I have to say is worth listening to. I am not chastised for breaking out into show tunes or dancing in the aisles at the grocery store. My silliness matches his. He looks into my soul and sees the real me and loves me for it. He walks through my mind and dances on my heart. Magick abounds!
So, thank you from the bottom of my heart for letting me go so I could experience this magickal time in my existence. This new beginning filled with togetherness, love, patience, laughter, and magick.
Today I find myself drifting – drifting from the dull, hum drum work day slowly into a state of dreamland. As my fingers drift across my keyboard, I find myself picking up seashells on the beach in Florida, grabbing a pint of Guinness in a pub in Ireland, watching a whale breach the ocean in Alaska, taking a gondola ride in Venice, or climbing the Great Wall of China. I can whisk away to a hiking trail in the mountains of Colorado or find myself playing in the tide pools on the Oregon coast. I playfully take myself to many destinations that I want to visit, imagining what I would see, smell or taste in these places. Meeting new people and making new friends. Sometimes I have conversations with people, imagining the outcomes of those conversations. What would happen if I received what I asked for?
Our teachers often told us in school that we shouldn’t day dream. Why shouldn’t we daydream? They wanted us to concentrate, get better grades and turn in homework. We were forced to pay attention, listen and don’t wander. We are reminded every day of our responsibilities, our need to impress others and keep ahead of those we feel are holding us back. These have a negative impact on our health, performance, creativity, and mental health.
Daydreaming more often leads to increased creativity and improved mental health. You give your over-taxed brain a break! You become more creative and your memory improves. During this process, you become more empathetic towards others, create a healthier brain, sleep better, come up with ideas to improve your life and relationships! Not only will all of these things improve, you will become HAPPIER! Everyone should indulge in daydreaming! Let your mind wander to far away places! Be happy!
My patience is wearing thin. Like a piece of parchment paper in water, my patience is draining away, slowly disintegrating into nothingness. I have become like the rest of them. Angry, rushed, impatient and petulant.
I have held much pride for the amount of patience I have and how long I can be pushed to my limits, but that is slowly dwindling. Yesterday, when leaving work to run an errand, I accidentally pulled too far up onto a crosswalk. Unbeknownst to me, two people riding bicycles were pedaling by before I could pull away and make my turn. I could not move. One of the two cyclists proceeded to berate me, scream and yell at how I was supposed to watch out for them and not be in the crosswalk. He stepped off his bike and shook his angry fist at me as if I were an argumentative teenager not following the rules of the road. Not once did he stop to think, hey, maybe it was just an accident. Maybe this driver may have had a lot on her mind. It’s not like I did it on purpose. Immediately my patience was lost. I found myself holding up my right hand, and prophetically extending my middle finger for the proverbial F-U!
Now, I don’t normally have road rage or flip other drivers off, but for some reason, this pushed my buttons in the wrong way. I work hard, I am a good person and I try not to be an asshole to others. I follow the rules of the road, yield to bikes, motorcycles, and pedestrians. I try to help and treat people with respect and kindness, but yesterday, I could not hold back my frustration and lack of patience.
To you Mr. Bicyclist- My sincerest apologies for being in the crosswalk when you needed to use it! However, I refuse to apologize for giving you the bird!