Believe

So many people seem to have a case of belief constipation. Wanting to believe so badly in something whether it be the faith they grew up in, a faith they’ve adopted, a belief in unicorns, in their spouses, even wanting to believe in themselves but not feeling able to take that leap , and trust….We all feel as Bob Dylan sang that we “have to serve somebody” It’s funny. Straining so hard, kills the belief and perhaps just a bit kills the object of the belief because anything fought against that hard melts away.
Funny thing is belief doesn’t come by screaming “I believe” from the rooftops or “Die Heretic” to anyone who doesn’t share the belief. It comes when we relax, un-strain, and listen not being afraid of the right or wrong of it all. Listen to our heart and listen to the whispers in it. Listening and not judging the output just watching it unfold, When that happens, when we can listen to our inner selves without the burden of that strained belief muscle, it becomes so much easier…..Namasté

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