Doubt.

[..dreaded are the moments when doubt shadows these true feelings. When friends seem more like a decorative photo on your wall, a distant memory of good times passed, rather than a physical contact. When love is a word scribbled on your shoulder, rather than a fire in your heart..]

From the very first combination of brain cells, the first logical process of our minds, we start doubting. At first, instinctively, as we cannot separate right from wrong. We are unaware of evil, bad intentions, hidden agendas.

Yet, when you reach out your arms to hold a toddler, saying the same things and smiling the same smiles as its parents, you can see its hesitation to reach back! Some might even start crying, turning their little face back to the -probably more- trusted hands that are holding them at that moment.

Yes, it is the fear of the unknown, the precaution against the strange and unfamiliar that we inherit from birth. It is the worrying of approaching the new, it is the instinct, the mother's warmth, the smells, the sounds. I 'ld like to call it, doubt.

We carry this with us. We doubt and question almost everything at one point or another during our life: Is my teacher right? Does my daddy really know how to fix this? Am I strong enough to make it here? Does religion correctly apply there? And what about the government? Those in charge? My employer?

Almost everything will be scrutinized at some point. It is, without doubt [pun], certain, that doubt will float on the surface of most situations, conversations, moments, beliefs!

Why "almost" all of them? Because there is one instance where one could be more certain of everything.

True feelings.

Those liberating, heart-warming, truthful feelings. May it be love for or from your parents, brothers, sisters. The bond between you and that special someone. The trust you have for your friends, the faith they put in you.

These feelings overcome any doubt. Their nature is such, so complete that leaves no space for doubt. Not a single piece is missing when there is uncanny friendship, honest love and childish joy, that are being shared.

If you don't love to doubt, then don't doubt love.

But, just like now, dreaded are the moments when doubt shadows these true feelings. When friends seem more like a decorative photo on your wall, a distant memory of good times passed, rather than a physical contact. When love is a word scribbled on your shoulder, rather than a fire in your heart. When joy comes from spending money on purchases, instead of spending time on moments.

This is my first post. I have no doubt that more will follow. I doubt that anyone will read them..