The Immense Value of Trust
Trust Is Virtuous?
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Because of our post-everything age, where it’s almost seen as a virtue to be distrustful, the value of trust is devalued. Which, frankly, no one can afford to entertain for more than a second or two.
John Donne wrote that “No man is an island,” which is to say that no one—not you, not me, not anyone—is self-sufficient. We all rely on others, in many more ways than many are willing to admit or face. And it’s thinking…and acting…as if that is a myth that creates all manner of recurring, deep unhappiness in this world. Those behaviors come from a lack of trust in others. Of course, there’s a risk in trusting others, but only by taking that risk can you discover the immense value of trust. There’s a larger spiritual dimension to this truth but that’s a topic for another time. #trust #truth #risk #patience #value #believe #fantasy #adventure #tryitout #takeachance
Chapter 10, Something Wicked This Way Comes
Excerpt from All His Wrath
Danielle could have sworn that her hovering friend winked at her. Instinctively, she reached out and gently laid her hands on the little gargoyle’s shoulders, pulled him toward her and hugged him. She felt his hands reach around her neck, grateful he took care to avoid her with his long talons. The thrumming of his wings caused a buzzing in her ears and vibrated all the way down her back.
Releasing him, Danielle giggled again. “It is so good to see you! Where have you been, Lohxnahr? We’ve been waiting for you,” she swept her arm around in the direction of her parents, Conomorg and Ita-Mudak. “We’ve been worried.”
The gargoyle’s lavender eyes narrowed slightly. “Worried? Worried, please be not! For worry solves nothing. It only distracts our minds and saps our strength.” Although it didn’t seem possible, Danielle thought Lohxnahr’s smile grew even wider.
“Yes, I suppose that is true.”
“Of course, it is not odd.”
“I’m sorry?” Danielle replied, perplexed.
“Of course, it is not odd to dream that you are dreaming.”
“Oh,” Danielle said, grinning as she caught up to Lohxnahr’s meaning. “And why is that?”
“Because you didn’t answer my question, I chose to provide it myself,” Lohxnahr intoned solemnly. His body leaned slightly to the left, and he began circling around where Danielle stood.
You are not alone. Especially when it looks that way. Keep the faith.