Trusting the Gentle Rhythm Blog #3
Trust.
What is trust? What does it look like? How does it show up?
Trust to me was once something that I needed to figure out. Like, “okay, how do I trust?” “Am I trusting right? Trusting enough? Do I need to earn more to trust?”
Now I’m able to see that every breath — deep or shallow. Every step — confident or a little wobbly. Every smile, tear, sigh, moan — has all been in trust.
I trust that I can feel.
Trust that I can be uncertain and still keep moving forward.
Trust that I don’t have to push or pull, but I can rest in the middle — in the peace of knowing.
Trust isn’t something that needed to be figured out. It’s a rhythm in which we walk — sometimes fully there, sometimes with lapses — but regardless, the truest trust of all is continuing to move forward anyway.
I trust my rhythm.
It doesn’t look like everyone else’s, and I’m learning to see the beauty in that — the beauty in the freshly turned soil, no pavement, no asphalt — just pure possibility and creative bliss.
I can choose to pave, to add gravel, asphalt, or nothing at all, and just allow the grass to grow wild and free; the flowers to bloom perfectly imperfectly.
I trust now that no one knows more than; no one is above.
I am the guided, the guider, the guidee.
I trust when to rest, when to speak, when to listen.
I trust when to move, when to be still, when to witness.
I trust that I can continue to soften.
That I can continue to dance with the world in curiosity and openness.
I don’t have to scan for threats or scan for danger.
I can dance barefoot, with my tongue out kissing the rain.
I can let the sun press its warmth against my skin.
I can laugh until I cry.
I trust that I can be fully open, fully free — and know I’m not losing anything, but getting to know myself deeper. Trusting myself deeper. Flowing into my own rhythm with so much ease and presence.
Trust doesn’t always look like going full speed ahead — sometimes it looks like doubt, a little hesitation, slowness to move, but choosing to do it anyway.
Trust isn’t dependent on result — but it does invite us to open deeper.
Open to uncertainty.
Open to support.
Open to connection.
Open to love.
I choose to continue to trust.
To listen.
To lead.
To be.
—☀️ With ease, with presence, with love — Sunshine.