trust me

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Tags: god-chaos-thing, faith, observations, manifesto

Date: 18 January 2010 22:34:00

The word "trust" keeps coming back to me.

At first I was thinking about myself, as usual. I'm good at things where my intuition is the important element. I'm good with being trusted - even better if you're not counting on me for anything enormously specific. I'll just take your job or your friendship or your home or your heart in a useful, positive and worthwhile direction. I've been trying to work out what I can do with this in my life - it's a positive, for sure, but it's a vague, woolly one.

Then it kept coming back till I came across this:

trust-me

Not sure where to go, what to think from here. If words, like trust or hope or phoenix, keep swinging back round onto me like this, as they do once in a while, I try to pay attention. They don't mean nothing - I have friends with fixed-wing minds who'll rush to assure me that it's not the universe "talking to me", but they mainly just make me sad that they have so little faith in me. I don't propose some two-way conversation between myself and the universe, or God, or anything else. But I'm bouncing around this existence as a conscious being, and for whatever reason, the word "trust" keeps popping up, or I notice it much more when it pops up as normal. That's what's significant. It's significant inside me, and inside me counts, dammit!

Eeurgh, I've been awake for a long time. Still a bit lost. The answer, as always, will be almost unbearably simple. I like feeling trusted; maybe God does too. Dunno.

Night night my friend x