Trust
Trust. Such a strong word with so many associations. As my thoughts return to this basic tenet of so many of my relationships I find myself meditating on the nature of trust.
Why? Trust must be earned, that much is undeniable. People speak of blind trust, indeed the definition of truth includes "to have confidence or faith in", but how can trust without reason have any value. Faith can be blind, but then is it possible to have true faith in anybody but God? I do not question my trust in God, only that I place in the people around me. Yet again my belief in the principle that you cannot trust anyone grows ever stronger. Why do we trust? The relief in unloading the emotional burdens of your life is incredible cathartic, providing an outlet for the tortuous workings of your inner mind. Maybe I have placed my trust in people as a way of bringing us together, craving the instant bond created by a shared secret. Perhaps I have wanted to show the object of my trust that my love for them makes me confident I can allow them to see beyond the surface and yet be assured of their love and support.
People say we must trust others? Why? Is it only through trust, however misplaced, that we can demonstrate that understanding, caring and concern so fundamental to our most heart-felt relationships? Why must trust be the glue of relationships?
It is undeniable that by giving of yourself, you make yourself vulnerable. The practice of Voodoo includes the concept that with an artifact of a person's body, another can take control of them; in giving a piece of your psyche to someone else do you not equally lay yourself at their mercy? By laying your trust in someone, making them privy to your weaknesses you ease the way to be hurt by them later. I have trusted people, I have laid my faith in them, in their integrity, and always with hope. The relief has been instant; more insidious has been the regret, that once again I have been weak enough to feel the necessity to place my trust in someone. Perhaps that person will not break my confidence, but even so, in giving of myself I can't help but feel I have also lessened myself.
Why? Trust must be earned, that much is undeniable. People speak of blind trust, indeed the definition of truth includes "to have confidence or faith in", but how can trust without reason have any value. Faith can be blind, but then is it possible to have true faith in anybody but God? I do not question my trust in God, only that I place in the people around me. Yet again my belief in the principle that you cannot trust anyone grows ever stronger. Why do we trust? The relief in unloading the emotional burdens of your life is incredible cathartic, providing an outlet for the tortuous workings of your inner mind. Maybe I have placed my trust in people as a way of bringing us together, craving the instant bond created by a shared secret. Perhaps I have wanted to show the object of my trust that my love for them makes me confident I can allow them to see beyond the surface and yet be assured of their love and support.
People say we must trust others? Why? Is it only through trust, however misplaced, that we can demonstrate that understanding, caring and concern so fundamental to our most heart-felt relationships? Why must trust be the glue of relationships?
It is undeniable that by giving of yourself, you make yourself vulnerable. The practice of Voodoo includes the concept that with an artifact of a person's body, another can take control of them; in giving a piece of your psyche to someone else do you not equally lay yourself at their mercy? By laying your trust in someone, making them privy to your weaknesses you ease the way to be hurt by them later. I have trusted people, I have laid my faith in them, in their integrity, and always with hope. The relief has been instant; more insidious has been the regret, that once again I have been weak enough to feel the necessity to place my trust in someone. Perhaps that person will not break my confidence, but even so, in giving of myself I can't help but feel I have also lessened myself.
posted by peaches at 8:17 am
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