'Just have self belief' How many times have we heard that? Those words have been handed over to us as easily and as simply as passing an umbrella when it has started to rain.
I don't think it's this huge force summoned on demand, obliterating everything difficult. It's not a burst of light which can suddenly be produced, blinding everything unhelpful.
It is more often the accumulation of whispering questions 'Are they really right about that?' 'Why would they want me to believe that?' and the quietest of all, 'Maybe I can?'
It's the granules. The granules which climb over and push against each other, building. Building a mound of sand, a layer of brick, a wall. For you to stand on.