A simple childhood adage that at some point in a person’s life I’m sure they have said. Probably merely for the simple fact that they were left out on what they perceived to be something important- a secret. I can remember thinking as a child that secrets were exciting, thrilling, and adventurous. Like if I knew a secret, I HAD to be special and different and definitely important.
I can assure you as a five year old, or even a 12 year old, I didn’t understand the ramifications of a secret. You know the underlying factors of trust and being a confidant to someone. Then again, I can also assure you that with age and maturity the secrets have also grown in maturity. They no longer are about who likes who on the playground, or who saw who picking their nose at the lunch table (leaving everyone to giggle) but they are heavier, more emotional, sometimes leaving lasting consequences and devastating effects (leaving painful scars).
I find myself largely disappointed in the amount of gossip, fakeness, and distrust I see all around me. Work. Friends. Acquaintances. In line at the grocery store. Listening to the radio. I’m incredibly saddened and disheartened at the lack of trust in humanity itself.
As a child the last thing I was ever going to do was to share the precious secret I’d been told. As an adult, I still operate on that same line of thought. I no longer look at secrets as exciting, thrilling, and adventurous but more so as I’m a trusted confidant and valuable friend- this is something to be proud of. I won’t claim to have a perfect track record; we all make mistakes and I have done my very best to apologize and make amends where possible and have committed to keeping secrets just that- secret.
I have longed believed that hearts are created as safes for keeping secrets. That as people we are to build relationships and to give of ourselves- openly and freely. I believe that at the end of our lives our hearts should look more like a collage of other individual’s hearts that have given pieces of themselves and where we might be missing a few pieces for having given and not received back. Not every piece will fit perfectly- some might though. Some pieces will be jaded, some will be bulging over the hole they are trying to fill, and others won’t exactly fill the hole. Our hearts are just that a safe- filled with secrets, with memories, with emotions and feelings of us and others. I feel that a large number of people today have lost sight of the heart. When did people stop being real? When did secrets stop being secret?
that's so true! secrets can sometimes cause more problems than anything else.
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