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Faith it till you make it

A gentle reframe for anyone tired of pretending.


Wooden tiles spell "FAITH" on a white surface. Blue and beige dried flowers are on the left. Simple, serene setting.

I’ve never liked the saying “fake it till you make it.”

It always felt a little jarring, like yet another way we’re told to ignore how we’re really feeling and just push through anyway.


And as someone who’s lived with anxiety for most of my life, I’ve done more than enough “faking it.”

Faking being confident. Faking being okay. Faking calm when my nervous system was anything but.


It’s exhausting.

And it’s not sustainable.


But recently, on a long drive home from a beautiful Angelic Reiki course, I heard something in a song that completely shifted how I see it.

“Don’t fake it till you make it. Faith it till you make it.”

It was like something in me exhaled.

It gave me permission to put down the mask and stop performing. It reminded me that healing doesn’t have to come through force. That trust, not effort, is what allows things to unfold.


Sunlit grass with dew, small flowers in foreground, blurred trees in background, warm golden light creates a serene, peaceful mood.

Faking it asks us to become someone we’re not.


Faithing it asks us to come home to who we already are.


Over the past six months, I’ve been through some deep personal stuff. There were moments that stopped me in my tracks, literally and metaphorically. Moments I couldn’t “push through” or fix by doing more.


And what helped me wasn’t trying harder.

It was letting myself be supported.


That support came through many people:

  • My naturopath, who holds me in such grounded, gentle ways

  • My Ayurvedic beauty therapist, who always makes me feel nurtured and held

  • My psychologist, who helped me feel validated in my experience

  • My partner, who stands beside me with so much compassion and love

  • My family and friends, who remind me I’m not alone


All of them, in their own ways, held space for me. And in that space, I didn’t have to strive or perform. I could just be. I could rest. I could cry. I could stop faking it.


And slowly… I started being again.

Through being I realised that I don’t have to do it all on my own.

Through being I realised that the Universe actually wants to support me, if I’m willing to let it.


Person meditating on a beach at sunset, seated cross-legged facing the ocean. Warm sunlight reflects on wet sand, creating a peaceful mood.

What if we stopped trying so hard to be “better”…

…and instead allowed ourselves to be where we are?


There’s a difference between doing and being.

And I think the magic lives in the shift between the two.


Yes, we can still have goals.

Yes, we can still want more for ourselves.

But we don’t have to get there by pretending to be someone else.


We can move with compassion.

We can notice what’s here.

We can ask for help.

We can be held.


And we can trust that our next step will become clear when we’re ready, not because we forced it through doing, but because we allowed ourselves to walk the path of self growth and discover who we are and where we really want to go.


If you're in a space where you’re tired of performing, or you feel like you’ve been holding everything together for too long… I see you.


You're allowed to soften.

You're allowed to be supported.

You're allowed to let go of the idea that you have to do it all alone.


You don’t have to fake it.

You can faith it.


And if you’re looking for someone to hold space for you in that — through Reiki, flower essences, or just a safe space to come back to yourself — I’m here when you’re ready. 🤍


With love,

Claire

Grounded in Healing

 
 
 

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