F A I T H is trusting in something or someone without tangible proof that the trust you are giving will pay off. You just know and believe that it feels right to invest your trust even when everyone else around you disagrees and tells you it’s only an illusion, that it’s a crazy childhood fantasy and not worth giving your heart to.
But your soul would never let you rest. The more your heart yearns for it, the more you are emboldened to fight for it. And you are never alone. The Universe / God is cheering you on, showing you the way if you listen to the yearning, believe in the signs, and follow the compass within.
I have never known this kind of faith until I saw you again. Out of all the things you unraveled from me, faith in this love is the best discovery. It has reminded me who I am, what I am made of–stardust, the Universe and infinite possibilities, light. We’re mirrors of the love we have in each other.
And it’s something I continue to treasure and fight for every day. 🌟
The night is the sea and our love is a ship, I am not afraid of the darkness Because you are with me and I am with you, always. Fear is an illusion, separation a necessity For the growth of souls trying to remember– What we came back here for, Every lesson we’re here to learn To bring us a step closer to union within and each other. Nothing has ever been more real except– This cord that binds us, And we would die with the truth that we are each other’s home.
One day, someone sparked a light within you by simply being there. With a look and an embrace you never saw coming, time stopped for you both–everyone and everything else forgotten in the half-minute it took to let go and get your feet back on the ground again. At that moment, you just knew you will never be the same person you were moments before impact. You would give your trust-wrapped heart on a silver platter and hope it will be enough.
Trust is such a fragile thing. I know now why I bother. Why I put my heart out on the line even when the probability of hurt is non-negotiable. Because I have decided to be true to myself, to submit to the ebb and flow of life and trust that wherever it will lead me, I will be okay. Because the only way to live fully is to love unconditionally–yourself and another. This love means taking the risk to open yourself up to immense joy and equally immense suffering. But if you take that risk, it also means taking the opportunity to grow and learn how to be true and vulnerable with someone. You’ll venture from the safety of the shore–finally, and embark on an exciting, extraordinary journey to find out how deep you can go together. You’ll find out there are no limits to how high you can soar.
And now you understand better. You know that timing is everything, despite reading the opposite. Love and trust require time to grow, and if you tend to it just right, give it all the space it needs while learning to let go of all expectations, you will be rewarded. Even in separation. It will be the pièce de résistance in your life’s garden.
Trust is a delicate dance between two souls who finally decide to love despite all odds. 💗
The more people try to dim your light, the more determined you are to shine. You laugh in the face of envy and injustice because they are mere distractions to the bigger picture. They aren’t worth spending precious energy on. You know your truth and your worth–you will remain steadfast and resilient in the onslaught. You are armored and supported by something far greater than you–the Divine and the Universe, or whatever you believe in. And whatever life throws at you, however shitty it is, you just know that you will get through it. That you will be okay no matter what.
If I wasn’t so clueless, confused, and in denial back then, I would’ve done something. The me now would’ve told her that I like her too, and I still do. After all these years and worlds apart from each other, I still do. Within that invisible bubble we shared, nobody suspected a seedling was already sprouting. Nobody else knew how much I never wanted to come out of our energetic bubble. Even I surprised myself when the truth came to light again years after the bubble burst.
If I had a regret, it would be not telling her. If I could have one wish, I wish she knows.