Historian BH Liddell Hart wrote: “A life spent
in sowing a few grains of fruitful thought, is a life spent more effectively
than in hasty action that produces a crop of weeds.”
We humans, being the mere mortals that we are,
cannot help but to… well… be human. And
being human we feel, we laugh, cry, fall, eat, sleep, and experience emotions
such as joy, love, fear and anger. Too
often though, we forget that we are human and react as animals, normally when
the emotion of anger or fear takes hold.
Now this is going to sound crazy, but even our animalistic antics are
normal. Did you know…being human makes
you magnificently marvellous and we have the ability to change our minds!
Amazing phenomena, I know. So perhaps
now when we experience these intense and dramatic emotions, you could turn them
around to be beneficial opposed to detrimental.
So, if you must succumb to feelings and even actions of ambush, terror,
persecution, manhandling, assult, besiege, bashing, exploding horror or
outrage, try turning them into a possitive aposed to the negative it’s supposed
to sygnify. Ambush the couch. Terrorize the cupcake. Persecute the remote. Manhandle the paperback. Attack the keyboard. Assault the outdoors. Besiege
your friends. Explode with dancing. Be outrageously positive. And horrifically content. Storm the streets. Stare rudely at art. Bash out the dukebox. It is true that we are what we repeatedly do.
It all begins in your mind what you give power to, has power over you, if you
allow it.
You will be amazed at the magic that occurs
once you have mastered the art of turning your frown up-side down. Here are a few things that you can be certain
of happening. Firstly you become a much
prettier person, both inside and out.
Secondly, instead of causing King-Kong kind of terror for those around
you, you rather portray a Mary Poppins persona, portraying happy motivational
thoughts and encouraging inspiration.
Lastly (only last for me to mention, not last on the ongoing list
however) your magic will carry healing properties. The following story perfectly describes the
magical healing properties tucked away in motivational encouragement.
Two
men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed
to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from
his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat
on his back. The men talked for hours on
end. They spoke of their wives and
families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service,
where they had been on vacation. Every
afternoon, when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass
the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the
window. The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where
his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the
world outside. The window overlooked a
park with a lovely lake.Ducks and swans played on the water while children
sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of
every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.
As the man by the window described all this in exquisite details, the man on
the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine this picturesque
scene. One warm afternoon, the man by
the window described a parade passing by.
Although the other man could not see the band, he could see it in his
mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.
Days, weeks and months passed.One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water
for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who
had died peacefully in his sleep. She
was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away. As soon
as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the
window.The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was
comfortable, she left him alone. Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on
one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside. He strained to
slowly turn to look out the window besides the bed. It faced a blank wall. The man asked the nurse what could have
compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside
this window. The nurse responded that
the man was blind and could not even see the wall. She said, “Perhaps he just wanted to
encourage you.”
Remember that inspiration flows where you’re thoughts go. A quoted text in a Novel ‘Her Will’, by,
Floranova BMsc describes this perfectly.
It reads, “In the midst of her torment, she felt a sense of hope and
trying to understand the gravity of the situation, she thought, the
circumstances do not own me. I am in the
moment and I am capable to decide, either to leave or to stay.”
Sometimes you need to talk to a three year old
just so you can understand life again, to simplify all the above messages I have
tried to elaborately colour-in for you.
Bohemian B
