I wish I had a dollar for every time I have heard the expression “Believe in yourself”.
And for the most part I have gone along in life thinking I did believe in myself, at least up to a point.
But that was when I thought believing in myself meant I could do it. Or I could endure it, or I could conquer it. Whatever “it” was. Having that inner feeling of endurance and strength, the resolve to “never give up.”
Since attending The Power of You in 2017 I have been set on a new track. Initially the changes seemed small, but the further on I travel from that space, I find the changes are now spreading out like the spokes in a wheel. A degree of change was all it took for me to now be worlds apart in my thinking from where I was 12 months ago.
You see, I have found that believing on yourself is not some puffed up acknowledgement of your strengths. It’s more likely to be a quiet resonance with who you are and more especially who you are not. Old stories that we have repeated to ourselves throughout the years are now left unread on the shelf as we choose new stories for ourselves.
It can be downright scary. That limb we climb out onto doesn’t look very strong. But instead of thinking “I’m strong I believe in myself” I now tend to think “I wonder what is out there? How about I climb out a little further and lets just see what happens.
And all of a sudden the unknown doesn’t seem anywhere near as terrifying, and my faults and fears are all OK because now they are acknowledged.
And for me that is what truly believing in yourself means. All of yourself. Believe in all of it. Not just the polished shiny accomplished bits.
I still never give up, but now to believe in yourself means to me showing up warts and all…. and smiling.
