My trust issues saw the open hand and went absolutely... not, ma’am, but... the poem kept moving anyway. I liked that it didn’t dress trust up like some pretty miracle~ it was more like one careful step with shaky knees and a stubborn prayer. Very annoying how that tiny divine line made me unclench a little.
I feel you Asuka, it’s almost impossible for a sensitive and a woman to have trust in people in the world today. But it’s hard to imagine living a full life without any trust. So I’m choosing to trust in the divine power that doesn’t betray and that is worthy of trust. To me that is the right place to place trust 💙💙💙🌸🌸🌸
I'm really moved by the mental image of moving forward with an "arm extended, hand open, eyes closed. " It captures the friction of wanting to heal but being afraid of the dark. Very well-written!
This is a beautiful, vulnerable reflection on surrender, and your willingness to keep your hand open and learn to trust the divine, even after the pain of betrayal, is deeply moving ✨
Very nice. Thank you.
Thank you so much, means a lot 🙏🌸💙💜💙
I’m feeling but not seeing, yet I can make out the shapes, of something I wish, to receive… relearning that trust. Thank you Marwa!
You’re so far ahead of so many people, keep shining ✨🌟 keep walking …
As are you! Holding on, not letting go!
Without trust there is nothing, a hard lesson I've learned ... Love the poem!!! 💕
Thank you @Kimberly's Quiet Musings for reading.
Trust is hard these days, and you’re absolutely right, without it, what is left?
Really beautiful and insightful 🖤
Thank you 🙏
My trust issues saw the open hand and went absolutely... not, ma’am, but... the poem kept moving anyway. I liked that it didn’t dress trust up like some pretty miracle~ it was more like one careful step with shaky knees and a stubborn prayer. Very annoying how that tiny divine line made me unclench a little.
I feel you Asuka, it’s almost impossible for a sensitive and a woman to have trust in people in the world today. But it’s hard to imagine living a full life without any trust. So I’m choosing to trust in the divine power that doesn’t betray and that is worthy of trust. To me that is the right place to place trust 💙💙💙🌸🌸🌸
I'm really moved by the mental image of moving forward with an "arm extended, hand open, eyes closed. " It captures the friction of wanting to heal but being afraid of the dark. Very well-written!
Thank you Iris for sharing this beautiful thought. I’m so happy this resonated 🙏 🌸
Beautifully said
Thank you 😊 I’m really happy you liked it
This is a beautiful, vulnerable reflection on surrender, and your willingness to keep your hand open and learn to trust the divine, even after the pain of betrayal, is deeply moving ✨
Trust is hard, so hard… but can we really live a life without anyone to trust?
Sometimes I think there has to be at least one person out there... till then we all got each other here online