Happiness and Beliefs

When I look at the many websites on Buddhism, when I read the many clever aphorisms on happiness, when I go through my very wall on facebook, a wall on which many people weigh in most thoughtfully on the subject of happiness, I sometimes get the impression that we are all a bit too attached to our beliefs. Beliefs can be helpful, pulling us through, guiding us through tough times and towards a better, more compassionate way of living. Yet when our beliefs become "it" for us, when they matter more than our awareness of life as it happens, when they function as a sword that cuts through people, distinguishing one group clearly from another, such as Buddhists from unconscious people who destroy Earth, than I think our beliefs have gone too far.
What matters most is not what we can name, what we can explain, what we know. What matters is plain, plain Being, extraordinrary plain Being, the essence in all extraordinary plain Being, our all existence, the One to which we all belong that cannot be grasped. If the Dalai Lama is everything to us, we attach ourselves to what we can grasp, possibly missing the point. If the Buddha is everything to us, we are grasping a form, not the spirit. It is better to let go of the form, make some space in our minds, and let in doubt, not-knowing, non-belief.
Beliefs make us strong; non-beliefs make us humble. And when we are humble, we can laugh at ourselves, connecting with the unknowlable One to which we all happily belong.