When people say “I want you to trust me” they are communicating their desires rather than earning it, well intended or not. I had to learn that listening to someone’s desire and choosing to trust them are two entirely different things.
This is one of the best things you've ever written. Sheer poetry from the first word to the last and I felt it so deeply. I don't even have the words to respond other than to say thank you.
An adult man gave me the nickname “Trust me” when I was a teenager because he couldn’t figure out my name, which is not really that complicated. But he thought it was funny and I thought it was creepy. That’s one area I guess I’ve learned to trust myself—discerning creeps ; )
I have a dear friend who talks of moving at the speed of soul, which I love. The speed of trust feels the same. Here's to traveling mercies, friend, and companions along the way 🙏 .
Your post today is effectually orbital. As is trust when broken at those specific junctures in your life. And frankly, I don’t trust AI stating that the sweetspot of sleep is in the first hour. Used to be 3-6, or 5-8. For me, the latter. You are not alone. :)
My body and mind is tired today and I’m struggling for the right words to say in response to this heartbreaking, heartfelt post. So i will say this: I see you. I hear the raw pain and the budding self-trust. You are a gift to all of us who struggle the same. Your words are such a friend to me. For this i am grateful.
Thank you Laura. I'm grateful these words met you. It is strange how met by the moon joy I felt this week. Strange how certain things meet us. I'm glad when it happens.
When people say “I want you to trust me” they are communicating their desires rather than earning it, well intended or not. I had to learn that listening to someone’s desire and choosing to trust them are two entirely different things.
Yes, absolutely.
Your writing never ceases to speak a word to me, but this piece. Oh, Lore, this piece. With tear stained cheeks and a resonant heart, I thank you. ❤️
Oh. My. Stars.
This is one of the best things you've ever written. Sheer poetry from the first word to the last and I felt it so deeply. I don't even have the words to respond other than to say thank you.
Thank you 🧡🧡🧡
An adult man gave me the nickname “Trust me” when I was a teenager because he couldn’t figure out my name, which is not really that complicated. But he thought it was funny and I thought it was creepy. That’s one area I guess I’ve learned to trust myself—discerning creeps ; )
Ha! You and me both. I had a professor in college who called me "Lovee" because he thought my Rs looked like Vs the first time he read my name...
Absolutely stunning moon shot!
This made me think of this: https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/43333/the-waking-56d2220f25315
I love that, thank you for sharing it.
I have a dear friend who talks of moving at the speed of soul, which I love. The speed of trust feels the same. Here's to traveling mercies, friend, and companions along the way 🙏 .
I've heard Willard say something similar, I think. It does feel the same, doesn't it? Ultimately both works of trust.
Your post today is effectually orbital. As is trust when broken at those specific junctures in your life. And frankly, I don’t trust AI stating that the sweetspot of sleep is in the first hour. Used to be 3-6, or 5-8. For me, the latter. You are not alone. :)
I like the picture of orbital trust. Thank you for that. I don't trust AI for anything ;)
My body and mind is tired today and I’m struggling for the right words to say in response to this heartbreaking, heartfelt post. So i will say this: I see you. I hear the raw pain and the budding self-trust. You are a gift to all of us who struggle the same. Your words are such a friend to me. For this i am grateful.
Thank you Laura. I'm grateful these words met you. It is strange how met by the moon joy I felt this week. Strange how certain things meet us. I'm glad when it happens.