John Lennon said all you need is love, but I disagree.
I just finished a Spanish-language Netflix series that used a beautiful, oft-repeated phrase: “confía en mí.” There is such warmth and music in these precarious and promising words. If the Spanish “confía en mí” is the deepest blue sea, the sound of the English, “trust me,” is a desert.
Regardless, it’s the same bold invitation—whether implicit or explicit. It’s an honor to hold someone’s vulnerable, unique heart. What on earth could have more value?
Nada.
I hope we know what we’re doing.
Trust is a precious, priceless commodity, and like a Fabergé Egg, worthy of the utmost care.
Trust is not easily repaired, recovered, or replaced if broken or betrayed.
To trust is to risk.
To risk is to live.
To live is to swim in that deep blue sea.
Even if wearing water wings.