It’s been a rough few days around these parts. Kids are feeling happy anticipation and angst about school starting next week…and consequently fighting lots; feeling hungry but not wanting the food offered them. My own hormones are at their scratchiest part of my cycle. And I made the mistake of going to the mall on Labor Day (think: all of LA descending on the same place at the same time) to try to get the kids shoes, which resulted in mama needing time alone after returning home to shed some oh-my-god-every-inch-of-my-being-is-overstimulated-please-don’t-make-me-be-the-responsible-adult-one-more-second tears.

And woven through it all is my continued disorientation/reorientation around my experience at the Wake Up Festival and the need I feel to be still.

To be very quiet and still.

But as I sit here at this screen – tired, discordant – I feel a thread of light, weaving its way around me. I feel it gently, playfully, powerfully lifting my gaze beyond my small self, reminding me where I’ve come from and why, for now, I’m here.

Which is to say this:

Trust changes everything.

Trust sets us free to love and be loved.
Trust helps us be brave.
Trust unlocks and unleashes our creativity.
Trust grows us into the leaders we want to be.
Trust teaches us to honor and tell our truest stories.
Trust transforms the meaning of power and infuses us with that potency.
Trust lowers our fists so we can actually see each other, and see the horizon, and act and “be” accordingly.
Trust makes it possible to actually apply the self help we invest so much time and money into.

Trust changes everything.

It transforms an exhausted, scratchy, uninspired Tuesday night (or any other day or time) into a vessel for light.

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I’m working to put the fundamentals of trust – the truest, most potent lessons about it I’ve learned – into a month of artful missives, titled “So you want to trust…”

Stay tuned for details and mark your calendar for October 1st as the day it all begins.

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