It wasn’t until several hours later, as I lay in bed unable to sleep, that I realized it was about fear. As I also heard, the most fundamental human emotion is fear. Fear of what?
A belief serves as a mental anchor, a feeling of security and comfort to the scared mind. Maybe it is a fear of being alone or of being left alone, or the discomfort of having no control, or actually, a disguise to the unspoken truth of actually not knowing how life works.
And so the mind builds a fortress called belief and lives in it to keep the uncertainty at bay. It feels more relaxed and protected from this intangible fear.
The belief can serve as a guide, as a stabilizing force, then as an identity. It becomes concretized over time and takes on a life of its own. But it is all made up. It only lives in the mind.
What would it be like to have no belief about anything? Like a mind of a newborn or a toddler but with the capabilities of that of an adult?
