Have you ever been absolutely sure about something? And then evidence proved you wrong? I know I have.
I may not recall paying a bill, but my bank shows I did. Or, in teaching my daughter to drive I discover that my understanding of right-of-way could use review. Today I learned that I'd been making a basic rowing error, holding my oar the wrong way while backing up. It's not that I'm a terrible person, but I am a person. Someone who can throw my full weight into a mistake, passionately sure of something that turns out to be wrong.
When these beliefs, which coaches sometimes call positions, get in the way of forward movement, they bear re-examination.
What statement of fact do you cling to, knowing it's keeping you stuck, even while deep down inside, you have a feeling you might be mistaken? Are you sure you could never, ever make the kind of art that resonates? Do you believe that only those with youth, education or something that you lack can do good creative work? Is indulging passion a waste of your time?
And yet, these truths are not objectively factual. What if you knew that, too? What if you realized that there are other beliefs about your abilities that would serve you better? If only you could change your mind, and realize that being wrong might allow you to root into a more empowered place, where all is possible.
Little or big, we all hold truths that are really just beliefs. We need them, in order to get through the day. But they also limit us.
Think about the basic premise with which you approach your work. Have you decided that failure is the only result that accords with your beliefs?
Or might you entertain the notion that, like the location of your keys, the possibilities are unknown, mysterious, and yet to be discovered?