Trusting

Trusting:

more than anything else, it comes down to trust, always an issue for me, but now arriving to the point where it's imperative. This isn't to imply that I'm mistrustful of others, but in the deeper sense of living in full faith that Gold alone provides. It strikes me as ironic that I write this as an abundance of air is available for me to draw each breath, my body functions without any conscious effort, and the universe is perfectly aligned for my comfort and ease. I don't question any of this, fully trusting in the present moment for these essential needs to be met.

and yet a certain doubt persists.

as my later years old there's been a series of loss that confronts me, knowing that at my age it's inevitable for more to follow. Fear seems natural and it's so easy to give in to, feeling almost impossible to place my trust in an ever changing world. And of course it is - I'm not asked to trust anything that changes, but only to continuously look deeper to the changeless source beneath all things. My faith is now being drawn there, just a little more each day, and my trust is growing. 

so what's really called for is my surrender.

ego traded for faith in God.

giving up illusions.

and trusting in the reality of always being cared for.

faced with this surrender I simply say...

thank you, thank you, thank you.

trusting.

~

I love you, Eric 

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