Have you opened up to anyone lately? Really let them in and allowed yourself to be vulnerable with them? Allowed yourself to trust someone completely and take the walls down?
Do you trust yourself? Have you been honest with yourself about who you are and what you’re feeling? It’s tough, I know.
I actually look at these two concepts to be one of the same. To trust someone first starts with you trusting your decision to let them into your life. Does that make sense? If you are questioning whether or not someone will treat you properly, you are afraid of how the outcome may affect you.
If there’s anything that has been resonating with me over the past few months, it’s to trust myself more. In doing so I’ve realised that I usually make the right decision for myself and am enjoying my life more. I’m honing in on what my gut is telling me and acting on it, rather than trying to dissect it and squash it because I don’t like the answer that my neurotic problem solving came up with. I trust what my gut is telling me. I know the difference between when someone is treating me with kindness and love versus disrespect and indifference, when I am important to them rather than a convenience.
I used to begin friendships and relationships with a knot of skepticism. It was easier to hold back a bit and be protected by my suit of armour than to welcome them with arms wide open. I was talking to my Nana a little while ago about this concept and she was quick to tell me that it was a silly way to live. In her opinion, which I take very strongly, you have to live life with every expectation that people will fail you and surprise you. The key of understanding is that, if you trust yourself to decide who you welcome into your inner circle, the surprises will so greatly outweigh the failures, that you wouldn’t change it for the world.
Wouldn’t you rather fall in love and be heartbroken but know what it feels like to love and be loved? Wouldn’t you rather be mad at your best friend for spilling your secrets but learn how to forgive and rebuild?
I would. I realized that, and now I’m working on breaking the habits I nurtured for most my life.
Moving forward is willing to welcome in the unknown. Be afraid of not trying, rather than failure. Make a pact with yourself to listen better to what your gut is telling you. Smile longer, laugh more, and say thanks every day. It seems to work well for me, why not you?
**All photos taken in the Toronto Harbour on the Tall Ship Kajama**