Trust is like a Breadstick

A phrase I have used with my sons growing up many times whilst teaching them the importance of honesty and integrity.

Looking back on my journey these past few years, trust is still something I have an interesting relationship with.

When I prepared to set sail over the Atlantic to Chile, I found myself confronted. I was going deeper into this 5-letter word with a whole new set of emotions and a deeper awareness of myself, and being around so many men.

But I had to follow my heart, and my heart was yearning for the ocean. Open ocean. For weeks and months. I needed to really heal so I could realise my vision of the future.

You see, when we set out to create a vision for ourselves, our family and our businesses, we hire people to do certain tasks which keep us safe in a variety of ways.

It may be in the hiring of a plumbing engineer to fix the boiler, making sure our home is warm and there is plenty of hot water; and trusting it is not going to go BOOM in the night.

The same with electricians, car mechanics, and the teachers at the school in which we entrust our children’s lives and education.

When it comes to business, we trust accountants to file our finances and tax returns correctly, our IT department to make sure firewalls are in place to protect our own sensitive data and that of our clients and partners.

As writers we openly share our words with the world, it’s what we are born to do. Our magic and alchemy for humankind and the planet comes in the written form, whilst the magic of others comes in imagery, food, botany and electricity.

Over the years I have learnt many things about the word trust. Trusting others to pay invoices so I can pay my own bills and invoices, to put food on the table and keeping a roof over my head and the heads of my children.

We place our trust in friends with deep private thoughts and emotions, hoping these secrets of the soul never see the light of day. We trust partners with our hearts and our pleasures, sometimes to have the trust broken in ways we never thought possible.

As writers we have a responsibility to honour the trust of the loved ones in our lives, of friends and acquaintances. The words we weave can hurt others, when at the moment of writing they never entered our thoughts, not our conscious or subconscious, we simply wrote from a deep innate place of knowing and then hit send, or post as is the case for so many of us in the days of social media.

Social media has made me see just how powerful my writing is, and the writing of others; and I can see why so many people avoid reading them sometimes. The subjects I cover are not always easy, but then neither is healing or real progress.

A lot of them are challenging our ideas of the world, challenging choices we have made or highlighted an area of knowledge we need to move forward but make us uncomfortable putting this newfound knowledge into practice.

Words, as we know, are mightier than the sword. It’s one reason so many books were burnt in the Great Fire of Cordoba in Andalucía during the Spanish Inquisition. It is also one of the main reasons many women were not allowed to write in the 18th and 19th Century, hence why George Eliot had to use a male name to enable her stories to reach her audiences.

Trust is something we need to have within ourselves. Trusting the knowledge and the wisdom deeply buried within, and how we use the new knowledge we gain each day.

Many of us will have trust issues for a variety of reasons and find ourselves learning to trust ourselves to trust ourselves to trust others; just like we have to give ourselves permission to give ourselves permission.

Trust is not surface level, nor is it something to take for granted. Like I have said to my boys “Trust is like a breadstick, once it is broken, it can never be the same again”.

Trusting the other members of the crews with my life as I have sailed more than 20,000 ocean miles, researching for my next series of books, I have had to trust the captains and boat owners have maintained the ship in order for it to be in peak condition for the voyage, as well as trusting the team I have built to take care of my business; all stemming from me trusting myself to trust myself to trust others, ones I have never met in person, and some I have never even spoken with before.

Am I right to trust these people? Is it right to place your trust in people you have never met? Is it right to trust people from the get-go, or do people have to earn our trust?

Only time will tell, but I know this much, if we don’t trust ourselves, then how can we ever trust anyone?

And as we all know, worrying is simply praying for bad stuff to happen…. And who really in their right mind wants bad stuff to happen?

So best to trust ourselves and others, letting go of fear and surrendering to the Universe and our angels; because what will be will be… either a great lesson, a great leap forward or a great adventure.

If your breadsticks have been broken, how can you make use of them? Maybe you can use the crumbs on top of some baked portobello mushrooms and stilton cheese to soak up the excess oil and give a nice, crispy topping, or coat your chicken for some schnitzel?

Maybe if you like the sweeter things in life, you could use the crumbs on top of your apple crumble served with custard, perhaps even a bread and butter pudding?

Whatever your preference, just know that although trust once broken will never be the same again, it can always be looked at in a new and exciting way, through the fresh eyes of a wiser soul.

And who doesn’t want to be wise?

 

Because trust is like a breadstick, once it is broken, it is broken.