I realized, I don’t need to be happy. I don’t need to be crystal clear all the time. I don’t need to have it all figured out. Of course it feels nice to be content, to be in a flow. But there is something profoundly beautiful in a sense of confusion, a sense of not knowing, a sense of sadness, as long as I continue to choose trust. With trust and gratitude, even heartache can teach me beautiful things. With trust and gratitude, even failure doesn’t kick me off my feet. When I am rooted in trust, I can reach out to failure, smile and gently say “There you are. Let me have a look at you. I can’t wait to understand what kind of teachings you brought with you.” An absence of joy, intimacy, stability, or self-love won’t push me into chaos, as long as I’m choosing to trust.