Trust.

Trust is a place that my life becomes smooth and stable.
Steadiness emerges when I trust.

Trust the moment. Trust another. Trust myself.

When I can do this, trust whatever is showing up, whoever is showing up, and trust myself to be with however it unfolds, then I feel like I can handle the world. (Which means I can.)

When I lose my trust, I lose my feet. I scramble to find solid ground.
It’s not my grip on things that matters so much.

It’s my feet that matter.

Look down.
(For real, go ahead now, look down.)

See them there.

ah, yes.

Hello feet.

Hello ground.

Hello day.

Hello life.

Take good care,
Rachel