When doubt is there, just acknowledge it. I’ve tried rebuking it, sermonizing it, understanding it, accepting it, beating it, blackmailing it, bribing it, denying it, biting it, fighting it, and just plain slighting it. But when I acknowledged it, I gave it room to be so I could look at it. The more I looked at it, the more I realized that doubt isn’t a metaphor for me; doubt is a universal condition, not God’s admonition. You are not a canned ham, you are being put through the works and you’re real and honest because of it. And when you believe, when you really believe and allow doubt to just be and not judge it, you’ll find it disappears and all you have left is you, multi-faceted and changing into the future you, with steps forward and backward along the way, and that’s okay.
(Just wrote this as a reply to something and decided that maybe it was a post, too. There is something very Carlin-esque about it.)