I believe in people

Someone said this to me recently and my heart hoorahed with joyful agreement. What a beautiful and simple way to sum up the essence of everything I feel and think. I have always described myself as a 'believer'. Sometimes idealistically so and occasionally to my detriment. But always quite firmly.

This way of expressing that believing, those two little words tacked on 'in people', is the rest. It fleshes out that description perfectly. I do believe in other things, the earth and her mother, the universe and her karmic wisdom, the sense and order of all things living, but it's humanity that captures me. The power and fragility of the human spirit. The strength of thought, the weakness of love, and vice versa.

I am so very fortunate to be able to see up close how people can be believed in. Both during the birth of a new human and now too during the reconnection of body and spirit in a person striving to find health and balance. Time and again I am astounded at how worthy people are of my belief.

I prance about saying, a little cheekily, 'anything and everything is possible'. Not so secretly, I believe this to be true. Can't you see it in the steps you've taken? The path you've walked? Who hasn't found themselves, at some point, needing to believe? Relying on whatever faith it is that they have, in whatever it is they believe.

Even when a person runs out of faith, has nothing left, there is always a glimmer somewhere in the rubble. There is always a way.
One only has to believe.