The only way you can't, is if you won't.

Here's an interesting excerpt from an article I read this morning.  Beautiful.

We are the worst. You are the worst. I don’t mean to single you out. It’s me too. Our own opinion, our self-judgment, is always the harshest; our internal dialogue stings the most. We have the least confidence in our ability to be who we want to be or do what we want to do; likely, because we can see clearly who we want to be or where we want to go and we have no clue how the fuck we’ll get there. Other than to just keep going, of course; to keep doing the hard work of slogging through the doubt, the fear, the near-crippling uncertainty.

Here’s what I can tell you: your “good enough” is actually great and pushing through the fear will set you on the path to being even better. I will say it until you can believe it: I believe in you. I believe in me, too.

Take heart in your doubt: it means you care. You care so much and want it so badly, you can hardly believe that you’ll live up to your own expectations. You can. By getting this far, by even having something about which you quiver with insecurity, you’ve already surpassed them. You’ve taken one step. Take two more. Don’t walk away from it, whatever your “it” may be.

Give yourself a little more credit than that. You have this inside of you. I’m not promising that it will be easy (and, conversely, I’m not promising that it will be all that hard), but I promise that you can do it. The only way you can’t is if you won’t.

So, take a good look at your doubt. Stare her in the face and breathe her in. Give her a name and welcome her back. (She’s been there before and she’ll be there again.) Recognize her and pay attention to her. When she’s there, you’ll know you’re facing the action that sits deep in your heart; you’re facing your dormant calling. You’re looking at the root of yourself. Doubt is your friend. Recognize her for what she offers: confirmation that you’re headed in the right direction. High five and let her go. You’ve got shit to do.

That’s the secret.

We get nowhere under the constant weight of our own uncertainty. Allow your doubt to be your friend, your guide, your cue that it’s time to go one step further. Let it move you: Say what you need to say, do what you need to do, spill yourself where you need to. Force her to set the bar continually higher.

She’s played her hand. Your move.