I don't really know what to say about belief, except that it's hard to know if you're in the right place or the right time without it. It's like being in the middle of a storm, lost, not knowing if you're stumbling deeper to its source, or out into shelter. Maybe the only thing to do is hunker down and wait for it to pass? But then afterward, the landscape is so unrecognizable that finding your path home can be just as challenging.
Oh, to have a divine compass always pointing you home toward true north.