The Opposite of Doubt

Kaveri Patel writes:

Doubt has been a constant companion, a shadow friend I could not escape. No matter how hard I tried to see if anyone else stood behind her, she’d contort herself in strange ways to block my view.

When I was a girl I’d ride my bike or walk up the hill overlooking the Pacific Ocean. I’d lean against the wall and watch the waves rolling in from the horizon. In those moments, there was just the open sky, the wide Pacific, and the wind against my face. I wasn’t concerned about thoughts colliding with one another inside my small head, or whether my heart was loving the right things.

There was no girl. Just space to breathe. To be. Earth, air, and water dissolving her into their vast embrace.

The Perils, The Promise

I believe I am destined for great things,

a gentle breeze guiding me to places

only a compassionate warrior would

dare travel. My breath is my light.

as I enter the dark cave of fear.

I sit on the cold floor,

my heart on fire, warming

this cave, warming the world

with fierce tenderness,

with the possibility that

the heroine’s journey starts

within, the invitation

open to all.

I’m finding my way back to that wide eyed girl with black curls. She knew she was destined for great things. She understood she could continue on a heroine’s journey as long as she remembered to visit the ocean and listen to the waves of experience. If she stayed long enough she could hear whispers of faith underneath.

via The Opposite of Doubt – Buddha Chick Life.