A reflection on how the word "trusting" evokes a childlike openness, and why we so often retreat from it into the safety of what we already know.
A reflection on how the word "trusting" evokes a childlike openness, and why we so often retreat from it into the safety of what we already know.
The word "trusting" that came up in the meditation really resonated with me. I was thinking about how this phrase keeps coming up: "born again." Trusting in that way is like an opening. It feels so childlike, open, vulnerable, innocent. It's interesting to contrast that with the moments when we choose to be, I suppose, "an adult" again. I don't mean that we're not adults, but when we choose to know, the way we were talking about earlier: "I know this is the future, this was my past." I feel like I understand why I've done that, why I've chosen that. It felt safer. It gave me something. But more and more, there is a growing trust. I can also relate to what others shared, because it can bring up a lot of stuff and it's scary. And yet, shining through those veils as they dissolve, there is this sense of being born again. It's so beautiful.
Yes, it's beautiful.