Who is the most confident person you know?
My life story wouldn’t encourage you to think that I would be confident. Years of acute anxiety most certainly didn’t make me look confident. Anything but. I was clearly a quivering wreck.
Yet somehow, underneath all that, I could get up on a stage and act, or talk to 150 people, or do mediumship, or run courses.
The button
In my mind, at the pit of my stomach, there’s a trampoline with f*ck it written on it. I call it my f*ck it button. I hit that and this blistering anger erupts.
“That’s IT I am done with this!” In that second everything changes. It’s not an anger that needs action, or to tear someone apart, it’s certainly not destructive. It’s pure, unsullied, non-violent, sheer power.
I lose all the anxiety, all the depression, all the sadness at being beaten down yet again, And I come back higher, stronger, and ten times more determined.
I think that core really helps with overall confidence.
Otherwise I have no explanation for the juxtaposition of being able to do the thing that scares people the most – public speaking (including true inspirational speaking, no plan no notes) – and the decades where I felt terrified most of the time.
Unless it’s my true soul self peeping out.
Next time you feel less than confident, reach down deep to the pit of your stomach, see if you have a trampoline – or a beautiful light that is completely unaffected by the unkindness of this world.
Maybe you have both. They’re there to remind you how capable you are, and that nothing and no one has the right to make you feel less than beautiful, powerful, and amazing.
Deb xx
Deb Hawken - Amorah 