My cat lies on the floor, his eyes gazing into me and my soul.
I put my foot over his soft furry belly and rub him.
This little creature’s trust towards me and my family never fails to amaze me.
He knows that I won’t harm or hurt him.
He gives me his whole body when he allows me to touch him.
When was the last time we gave our whole to someone else?
Here, this is me and my soul. I trust you and here you are.
It feels good. It feels complete.
PS. On the flip side though, any violation of trust can be devastating.