Believe in yourself and all will be well. Is that true? Is that really all it takes?
What about the days of doubt?
What about the mornings when we wake up greeted by the doubting, hopeless self?
The doubter is the questioner in the classroom. She is the inquiring pupil who offers the teacher a chance to clarify the lesson over and over again.
It’s the inquiring mind and the doubting heart that finds fulfillment. As long as it’s a heart that doesn’t let go of the longing in spite of the doubt.
No, we do not need to believe in ourselves.
What we must believe in, is our capacity to follow the longing to its true source. What we must believe in is the purity of the ultimate human desire.
On days when we wake up doubting, our chosen growth promoting practice—our wish to know ourselves, fueled by the power of desire, our wish to understand ourselves and our longings a tad more today than we did yesterday—can carry us across the bridge of doubt.
On Tuesday we might believe, on Wednesday we might doubt. Which means that on Wednesday we’ll have to make more careful choices in response to the doubter in us.
We may even have to fake it till we make it.
We may have to simply act as if we believed. As if we passionately, unconditionally believed in the possibility of meeting our true desire halfway. Then we get to watch the current of creation take care of the rest.