Trust is the most revolutionary action there is.
Trust, and I mean all kinds of trust, but most of all the kind so evidently lost to us, the trust between human beings, trust, trust is a funny concept. If nature could smile like an old man would when his granddaughter stumbles around on her shaky feet for the first time, if nature could smile like that, it most likely would. A deer needs no trust, for it intrinsically knows its place as part of a larger whole. It lives out its complete dependency of the world around it, it gives and takes in one movement, a deer knows no balance because it is balance.
Trust. When I trust you. When you trust me. When we take back our birthright, our natural way of knowing our place as part of a larger whole, when we go beyond what we thought we could, beyond what we see around us and what we have been taught. When we start trusting eachother. When I can look you in the eyes and tell you from my heart that I need you. That I am done protecting myself now. That it makes me feel scared and confused, but that there is no other way than trust.
When I choose to trust you. And you choose to trust me.
This is a calling to slow down and listen. To take a deep breath and explore our personal connection with Mother Earth. The feminine and masculine, the beautiful and dirty, the real, the messy, the sacred. Once it was natural. Today it feels crucial.
For the next 100 Days I will write a book to the Earth. For the Earth. With the Earth. The book, and the journey, is also to you. For you. And with you. Together, we are everything.
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