What I’m about to tell you is absolutely true.. A friend recounted this to me last week, and I am one hundred percent convinced this happened. I’m writing his account nearly word for word.
He said, “About a year ago, I lost a heart locket on my keychain. It was a small, rust colored heart with the words, “Believe” on it. I stopped looking for it a long time ago. The top of the heart was a little ring. It broke off, and I was kind of bummed.”
“Then this happened.”
“I’m sitting on the couch a few nights ago reading a book on Gratitude. It talks about surrender and committing to believe. The upshot of the book is: Believe that things are going to be OK, expect that life will be the absolute best, stay in gratitude for absolutely everything-and I mean everything-and wake up in the morning with the statement, “something amazing is going to happen today.”
He said, “I want to clarify something before I start: Historically, I haven’t been a big believer. To believe means to be certainty. It is the foundation of faith. Those that have faith in anything or anybody possess an unwavering certainty in what or whom they believe in. And I get a little stuck on that. I tend to be more of a “well, on the one hand, but then on the other,” kind of a guy.”
“This deep kind of belief has been a little elusive to me. I possess a pervasive sense of doubt. I prepare for what could go wrong. I have always believed in God, but I’ve never been completely sure in what form or figure God exists. I believe in myself and my abilities, but a circumstance can change or a whisper of doubt will appear and I board the train of rampaging self doubt. Next stop, Anxiety Station. I want to just let go and believe, but I tend to keep both hands of doubt on the steering wheel. I don’t let go very well.”
“The essence of believing means to know. It’s a quieter sense of conviction. There tends to be a peace in knowing. Knowing gives your faith a place to rest in your spirit. The key is drawing your attention to what you’re grateful for which, as I mentioned, should be pretty much everything. It elevates your sense of joy and puts happiness on cruise control. It is from that place that a sense of knowing kicks in: Everything, absolutely everything, is good and life is a dance through the garden of gratitude.”
“So, I was paging through this book and I just wasn’t on that frequency. It is my personality to give way to my anxieties and fears. As hard as I’m trying, I’m just not yielding to the belief that everything is going to be OK. I wasn’t letting go. It has been my life’s struggle.”
“I looked up at the ceiling, put down the book, and said, “OK, God or The Universe, or the Field of Infinite Potential, JUST TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT ME TO DO! I’m having a hell of a time here trying to let go, “let God” or whatever the hell I’m supposed to be doing. I always have one eye awake, one foot on the shore. I never let go fully. I’m always afraid of not being even a little bit in control.” I take a deep breath, and feel myself getting a little pissed. I raise my voice to God and say, “Look, I’m really stuck here. JUST TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT ME TO DO!”
“I got up to get a glass of water. All that yelling made me a little thirsty. I turned to put the book on the couch where I was sitting. Just as I was about to lay the book back on the cushion, I saw a small, rust colored figure.”
“It was in the shape of a heart. It had a broken circle at the top of the heart.”
“And in the middle of the heart was the word, “Believe.”
“I stopped, picked it up, and held it in my hand. I didn’t know where it came from. I hadn’t seen it in a year.”
“And I took a deep breath. I could feel the tension leave my body.”
“I put the heart in my pocket, looked back up at the ceiling, smiled and said, “OK.” I mean, what to do you say when you find something lying on a couch that appears out of nowhere, AFTER you ask The Almighty for direction?”
My friend smiled. “I get it now. I need practice. I say “fuck it” sometimes when I want to just let things go, sometimes, I just breathe and say, “help me, please?” And I meditate daily, rarely missing a day.”
“I believe now. It’s going to be OK, I know this to be true. No matter what, no matter how challenging.”
Then he pulled up his sleeve. On his bicep was a tattoo of the heart. “Oh, yeah. I’m not going to lose that little heart of mine. Never again. I see that, and it reminds me, “Believe.”
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