The want to know overpowered the belief that day. A storm had just passed leaving us with larger swell than we are use to. As surfers drove up and hopped out of their vehicles to check the waves, you could feel the butterflies of excited nervousness fill the air. The salty mist swept over our eager faces, the rumble of the waves shook our gentle hearts, and the pause between sets lured us closer to the thought of paddling out. Yet, “No way!” I thought, “I’ll just watch today.”
I assumed, and so I believed, that I stood no chance paddling out in those conditions. So I stayed on the beach… watching, pacing, knocking around this belief. Then a fellow surfer ran past and shouted, “Ya never KNOW until ya go!” I laughed at his gesture, but at the same time he was spot on. I was only susceptible to my own belief by standing on the beach, I held no sense of true knowing.
There are times when accepting and staying in belief is necessary, like when we believe with that deep gut feeling, the belief morphs into knowing automatically. However, it’s when we believe, yet feel fear, doubt, or judgement that this is when we need to step into a knowing via experience.
I felt fear that day, fear wearing the mask of belief. So I dove in. Head first. I couldn’t settle with belief. I gravitated to know. To feel. To understand. To reveal. Although the waves tumbled me that day, it only took one. One ride to filter myself into knowing. Knowing beyond what I once believed. What once limited me. I was set free. Until the next belief.