Truth is the absence of ego. Where ego is dead, truth lives. Any place where judgement is not, truth is. The part of us that observes how we think and feel, and does not inflate them as the only truth, while honoring that they exist, this is truth.
Truth is space. The space between the witness and the thing to be witnessed. This is truth.
And what is trust?
Trust is a letting go of burden. Trust is the release of martyrdom. It’s sharing the weight with unclinched fists. It is the acceptance that things fall apart, and the courage to build them anyway. This is trust. It feels like forgiveness in advance.
Thank you to Suparna Kudesia for asking questions worthwhile.