Confidence is a trait that is highly regarded. Merriam Webster defines it as follows: a feeling or consciousness of one's powers or of reliance on one's circumstances. We are told that confidence is essential to success in life, indeed even to happiness. A lack of confidence is seen as a failing, a weakness, and likely to lead to misfortune or at best, mediocrity.
But as I regard my own life, I am struck by how variable and ephemeral confidence is. It comes and goes with surprising fickleness. One can be supremely confident in the moment, imbued with almost limitless trust in oneself, then find soon thereafter that confidence has fled, leaving one hesitant and uncertain about a course of action.
I have experienced this in many aspects of my life, but perhaps most acutely in sports. In my soccer career I was fortunate to have a good level of success, both in high school and college. There were games where I felt like a superman, where almost every touch I made on the ball was clever and skillful, and goals came with surprising ease. But a week later I could seem hapless, unable to generate much creativity or presence on the pitch.
What was clear was that confidence bred more confidence in a delightful acceleration, and that the loss of confidence became a downward spiral with similar dynamics. It was easy to ride the upward march of confidence and quite difficult to stem its fall.
There were similar alternating flights of confidence and insecurity in my professional life. Sometimes I felt like a master of the universe, completely in control of a situation, meeting, project or task. Other times I faced a crisis of confidence, feeling inadequate or enervated.
Confidence can be cultivated and nurtured through effort – by practice, acquisition of skills, and other methods of creating a basis for it. If we are industrious and work in good faith to increase our competencies, then a deserved increase in confidence will likely occur. Confidence does not appear out of nowhere and a small measure of pride in having built it is not entirely unmerited, but we should be acutely aware that confidence also requires some measure of good fortune, opportunity or well-suited circumstances.
Sometimes a loss of confidence is clearly a consequence of events outside of our control. And similarly, a lucky confluence of good fortune may make our self-confidence soar and produce that euphoric sense that we are invincible.
There is a line in Shakespeare's play Julius Caesar that I find helpful in understanding the impact that some what random, external events can have on our confidence:
There is a tide in the affairs of men
Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune;
Omitted, all the voyage of their life
Is bound in shallows and in miseries.
It is a mark of immature vanity to believe that all of our confidence and accomplishments have been self-created and that we deserve sole credit. We should all indulge in a bit of imposter syndrome now and then to keep our egos in check. And we should always remind ourselves as we gaze upon those whose confidence has departed and whose fortunes have plummeted that ‘there but for the grace of God/fate go I’.