When I was a child I believed in Father Christmas.
In part because my parents told the tale and I believed in them. I trusted them as parents. As adults.
In part also because it served me well. I was rewarded. Brightly wrapped presents, sweets and other childhood delights were bestowed upon my compliance. My letter to Santa, brought me gifts.
In part also because everyone else in my child world believed too. I was fitting in by believing, rather than being outside the group.
*Spoiler alert* I don’t believe in Father Christmas now; although I perpetuated the myth with my own children when they were small.
Our beliefs about the world change over time. So too our beliefs about ourselves.
What I believed about work when I was 12 was quite different to what I believed twenty years later at 32. What I believed about the value of money has shifted again in the last twenty years. Certainly my beliefs about girls were very different at 12 to those I held at 22. My beliefs at 40 about human beings, compassion, possibilities are quite different to those my sixteen year old self held. My beliefs about what is important have shifted too. So too my beliefs about my abilities. And much more.
The point here is that our beliefs change over time.
I wonder how would it be if we set an intent to shift a belief in advance? Rather than it shifting simply through the ageing process and maturity, as a result of situation, life experience, context. What if we decided now, what we wanted to believe in say a decade?
What do I want to believe in ten years about money, about fun, about time, about learning, about being healthy, about happiness, about relaxing, about pleasure, about society, about religions, about conflict, about equality, about difference, about humanity?
Can I in some way change my future if I set out, now, to have a different belief about these things in my own future?
Maybe different gifts are possible? Not those delivered by Father Christmas, but by increasing my awareness of myself and by setting out to believe different things about me and the world I live in… what might be?
Now that, might be worth wrapping with a bow.