Have you ever been handed something from someone for safekeeping?  Years ago a friend of mine was going through a divorce, and she asked if she could put a collector china bowl in my house for safekeeping.  She entrusted this item to me.  My friend never was able to situate herself permanently after that divorce, and she died a few years later.  She never spoke of the bowl from the time she handed it to me nor asked for it back.  It wasn’t until I moved to Arizona, that I sold that bowl…to a reputable collector, again for safekeeping.  I have a bedside table which I purchased from her which brings me directly back to the very day she and I were wallpapering her kitchen getting her home ready for sale.  In spite of the circumstances, I remember we were laughing a lot, as we diligently matched the stripes in that paper!  (Funny how one remembers certain things fondly…she and I had many good times together, and I know she ‘visits’ from time-to-time and so appreciates that I treasure the table I bought from her!)  We were both working single moms, and we met when volunteering to share the position of Co-Den Mothers for Cub Scouts our boys were joining.   We both trusted each other in so many ways.  We said what we meant, and meant what we said.  That makes for a good start of a friendship.  I’m positive we’d be fast friends to this day, had she chosen to spend more time here.

Well, today, I got the same feeling of being trusted..relied upon.  My granddaughter asked if I would proofread her Ph.D dissertation!  What an honor for me!

When I wrote my books, I did proof and edit them…and felt comfortable doing so.  Both my formatter and consultant/adviser had complimented me on the first book, so I didn’t hesitate to do it for the second one.  But today, when my granddaughter asked me if I would do it for her, the feelings were so sweet and I felt so humbled, yet respected and revered as a fully capable person to do a very important job for her.

Come to think of it, I felt the same way when my friend, Jannette, asked me to read the book she had written which chronicled the last days of her mother’s life.  I was honored, and loved doing it for her and, more over, I gleaned so much from her heartfelt story:  a daughter’s devotion and love toward her mother with  her entire family rallying together to serve her in this adoration of those sad events leading to her mother’s passing.

I would say, if you know someone you trust utmost, exert this trust and faith in them…let them know how much you rely upon their safekeeping of your Highest Self….whether it be holding something in confidence, a special teaching you seek only from them, or a skill they possess like none other.  This gift to them will surpass anything of a monetary value, I guarantee it.

Blessed Be, and to All Be Blessed.