Brick By Brick: Rebuilding Belief

Ted Lasso loved the word Believe.

He had it plastered everywhere.

It oozed out of his pores with his enthusiasm

and his cheerful determination in the face of what felt like never-ending challenges.

He believed in hope, and he believed in belief itself.

And he wasn’t wrong.

Read almost any self-help book and I can almost guarantee you’ll find something about beliefs—how what you believe about yourself, about the world, and about what’s possible shapes not just your inner life but the life you ultimately build.

I remember, decades ago, coming across a Tony Robbins book or talk or video where he talked about beliefs—specifically, limiting beliefs.

Those sneaky internal rules we carry that hold us back…the ones that keep us from the love we want, the experiences we crave, the money we desire, the peace we ache for.

At the time, I didn’t think I had any limiting beliefs.

I thought I was fine—wired perfectly—maybe just a few crossed wires, but nothing serious.

Except… I couldn’t figure out why I wasn’t truly happy.

Why I kept repeating the same patterns.

Why I felt so far behind.

Why I couldn't stay out of toxic, unhealthy relationships.

Thankfully, Tony said something like:

If you think you don't have any limiting beliefs... that is a limiting belief!

And something shifted in me.

It turns out I had an entire hidden world of beliefs steering my life without my consent.

I believed I wasn’t truly worthy or deserving of love.

I believed I was fundamentally broken and something was wrong with me.

I believed I deserved to be treated poorly and that I didn’t matter.

All while somehow believing I was perfect—untouchable—above it all.

It’s strange to look back at those versions of myself—the ones who lived inside those fractured beliefs

and didn’t even know they were carrying them.

But here’s the thing about beliefs:

They’re not fixed.

They’re not permanent.

They’re not destiny.

Beliefs can be questioned.

Beliefs can evolve.

Beliefs can be rewritten.

Over the years—through grief, therapy, leadership, parenting, healing, absolute devastation, rising, and every transformation I never saw coming—I rewrote mine.

I learned that beliefs are malleable.

Trainable.

Dismantle-able.

Rebuildable.

My beliefs now feel different.

They feel earned.

I believe in my own worth, not because someone handed it to me,

but because I rebuilt it brick by brick.

I believe I deserve love, safety, joy, connection, expansion.

I believe in possibility.

I believe in healthy love and happily ever after.

I believe in transformation.

I believe in myself—fully, finally, fiercely.

And because I believe I deserve to be treated with respect and dignity,

I no longer allow anyone access to me who makes me question myself,

shakes my confidence, makes me feel like one of many,

or violates any part of me.

Which brings me back to Ted Lasso.

Because just like Ted, I ooze the word believe.

Believe in your own goodness.

Believe you are worthy.

Believe you are lovable, funny, smart, sexy, confident, wealthy, happy, and joy-filled.

Believe that the universe loves you and is working in your favor.

Believe in hope and in belief itself.

And believe that your limiting beliefs are just old wiring you get to rip out and replace with something true.

I believe in you.

I hope you do too.