Trusting the Unknown

“Let yourself be silently drawn by the strange pull of what you really love. It will not lead you astray.”

There is a kind of trust that has no object. It is not trust in a person, or a process, or an outcome. It is trust in the unknown itself — a willingness to move forward without knowing where you are going.

This trust is not blind. It is not the absence of discernment. It is the presence of something deeper than discernment — a willingness to remain open to what cannot yet be seen.

Rumi wrote about this: the reed crying for the reed bed, not knowing what it is crying for, only knowing that the longing is real. The longing itself is a form of trust — trust that what is calling you is worth following, even before you can see it clearly.

This is the trust that makes a life genuinely lived.

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