Hey you delicious honey pots of sweet, sweet special!
I’ve got honey on the mind because it’s been a bonanza week in Tasmania. I went with one of my besties and we chugged our way up from Hobart to Launceston, feasting on everything and rejuvenating our spirit and mind with its jaw-dropping landscapes. In the spirit of being (a) completely immersed in the lazy, holiday experience and (b) attempting in some way to be a little economical, we’d snooze all the way until midday, wake up in a ravenous, tunnel-visioned, MUST EAT NOW fluster and then proceed to have a massive first-class lunch, which generally doubled as a dinner: “We’re saving so much money!!!” we crowed.
Then we misjudged a car spot and binged our rental car into a decorative boulder that was marking the boundary of the car park. And I mean binged. Or more like crunched. Like, “we so should’ve gotten insurance for our rental car” bad. Even through the uplifting tunes of Rachel Platten (great little popstar, everybody needs to listen to her song “Stand by You”. It’ll make you feel like a super strong, empowered female, even if you’re a guy- get your yin energy flowing!)– we heard it. We turned to each other and our eyes said what we didn’t need to say out loud “Goshdarnit, all the lunches doubled as dinners won’t cover this little mishap!”
Ah well, c’est la vie– in our defence, we were attempting to swerve around some little kids who were using the car park as their playground, so in some way, it was for a good cause.
We gave the dent a bit of a pat and continued on to have a wonderful break that I won’t forget anytime soon– go, now, Tasmania is splendid, stunning and affordable (if you get car insurance :)).
Now, to today’s hot tip:
Trust is one of the most important baseline characteristics which I think we all look for in our friends. It’s very nearly elusive in that we can easily meet someone who’s intelligent. We can very easily meet someone who’s witty and quick. We can probably generally meet someone who’s nice. But how often do we actually meet someone that we can trust?
How often do you meet someone, look them in the eye, and know that you could tell them something, they’ll turn it over in their mind, stand in your shoes and honour you as a person? It’s pretty rare.
As we get older, I think we all soften: we realise that life isn’t linear or idyllic all the time, and we start to see people for their sensitivities and uniqueness. It’s largely because our own lives may not be panning out with the same straight-forward progression which we’d expected, and so we become more accepting of ourselves—which this then flows into our interactions with others. We outgrow the need to gossip and criticise, and turn to keeping things real. We also value people who are real.
Everyone has something beautiful to bring to the table, and I think the more we choose to see this, the more we let down our guard to trust others. The flow of trust becomes a two way daisychain street of loveliness, and then super cool friendships and serendipitous meetings pop up to make life rich, full and fun 🙂
