How do we live our lives, that it may be distinguished apart from others? How can we say that we have truly lived it according to the way that is unique for us? In a world full of labels, where almost everything has a name, how can we stick to be those individuals, true and genuine inside and out?
“The Beauty of Faith and Trust”
We can live without worries, without the feeling of anxiety and fear; of pain, of doubt, and of uncertainty about the people around us. For me, people who live distrustful of others and always thinking ill of others are the loneliest of people. One who does not learn to trust people, or at least try to, will always end up forever seeking for truth and happiness in the most complicated ways.
How can we appreciate the beauty of friendship and of companionship when most of the time we are guarding ourselves, shielding it from anticipated attacks of hurt and betrayal, of secrets and lies, of hidden personalities and untold agendas. Why, in the very beginning do we even think about these ideas of other people? Is the world really that full of masks? Of facades and Tupperware faces, that most of the time we think too much and spend our days reading between the lines? Where is trust? Where is faith?
I have always believed in the thought that people are naturally good. That is the reason why I am a very tolerant person. I have always had faith and trust, that people are not going to hurt me, and that if they will, a certain deeper reason lies within. Some people say that I am stupid, that I am playing the blind one, the foolish and gullible one. But all I am trying to say is, I live my life in a kind of way where I do not let these type of negative ideas enter, and by doing so, rather than shielding myself from possible wounding, I am exposing myself to it, for in the beginning I pray that no one would try to hurt me. In this way, I have befriended all sorts of people, whoever they are and whatever they do. In this way, I believe that I am following the path on how it to be truly selfless, and of how it is to love without condition.
I believe that in a world where the words trust, faith and optimism seem unreal, I have to at least make myself and other people believe that they still exist.
In every action I take, in every smile I make, in every word that I utter, I prefer to be real, so that in turn, people may also trust me. That they may truly believe and sympathize with me in my times of trouble and pain. When there are people who are very cautious of the actions of others, I also believe that it is we who must be cautious on how we act and what we say to others. Why must we bring misery to other people’s lives, when in that way we are also bringing misery to our own?
I hear other people comment on what kind of person I am; kind, funny, and generous and one who is truly patient. I feel happy that I am able to be a person whom they can run to and whom they can feel that they are trusted. I feel happy that I am able to bring a kind of comfort to other people when they are with me, that they have faith in me as I do in them.
As I live my life following this philosophy, I am hoping that one day, when we look in the faces of our friends, and of the people we know, we see the true beauty of a person inside of them, good and genuine, one who will not intentionally bring pain to us. I am hoping that all people may learn the true value of how it is to trust and to believe in that something which may only exist inside our hearts.
