The cops turn up at your house and arrest you.  “Holy crap” you think, “I’m in a whole heap o’ trouble.”

Picture that for a second for me will you?

You’ve been arrested because of something, or some things that you believe in.  This belief of yours is something you know to be your truth, it’s something that sits 10,000 feet down inside you, right at your core.

It’s one of your foundations, a cornerstone for who you are and a marker for what matters to you in life.

When you live in line with this part of yourself it feels like you’re being natural, graceful, congruent.  When you listen to this part of yourself it tells you which way to go and it gives you the strength to carry on even when times are impossibly tough.

Listening to that part of you is what it is to feel confident.  Truly, quietly confident.

But now, in this hypothetical scene I’ve asked you to picture, you’re accused of being someone who believes, trusts and uses that part of yourself.

The accusation is that you’re someone who believes so fundamentally in who you are and what’s important to you that it shapes your actions and your world.

You’re accused of having the confidence of your convictions.

The prosecution will be interviewing people you know, those closest to you, asking them about your beliefs, behaviour and background.  They’ll be looking at your work and your relationships.  They’ll be looking deep into your life; picking it apart to gather all the evidence they can find to support their case.

My question is, when your day in court comes along, will there be enough evidence to convict you?

You better darn well hope so.