When you feel like you are dying and no once can explain it empirically, you are given last rites to the task of Trust. When your tactile reference points are stripped away from you and Spirit is the most tangible truth around you, Trust takes form.
It grows from Spirit down, vibrationally arriving as a connective link to an ineffable energy that intones within your acceptance and spiritual confidence toward an outcome sanctioned by love.
I trusted when I had nothing else and often struggled to find just a thread of Trust amidst my quest for survival. When I accepted my condition, Trust found me.