Assuming… who hasn’t done it?
Some assume the best will happen in their lives and the positive thinking movement swear by the unquestionable power of our positive thoughts.
What is positive thinking? Here it is, in a nut shell, nude, stripped of the clothing of big words, so often used during many weeks of “workshops” at fancy locations.
In all truth, the process of learning HOW TO THINK POSITIVELY might take one to the cleaners and put them in debt while learning how to be rich.
After all, it is not cheap to learn to be rich, is it? Then, after attending workshops on how to accomplish one’s goals by “visualizing” first, in REAL LIFE, the person has to “visualize” a job or winning the lottery, or an inheritance, to pay for the workshops on positive thinking. Otherwise, some collection agency will manifest 24/7, and that I guarantee!
What is YOUR DREAM?
To be rich, confident… find the love of your life? Whatever one is not and wishes to be, at first MUST feel REAL in the intimacy of their minds.
First comes your THOUGHT, your vision of what life holds for you in the future, and only after that specific desire one holds feels real in your mind, only then it might become real
Thousands live by this simple, but hard to do principle.
The power of our thoughts is undeniable, and in this post I’d like to share a timeless story, which is not true, but symbolic of the power of our thoughts. I adapted and changed it, using a modern setting for this timeless story
I’d call it,
“The Man and The Flat Tire,”
One late afternoon, a man was driving in 90 miles an hour on a highway, in the middle of nowhere, somewhere on the Globe.
His stereo was blasting, the air conditioning kept him nice and cool, and he was in a semi-hypnotic state (not advisable when driving) thinking of his new mistress who was waiting for him with dinner and other goodies, we could not mention, as this is is not a R rated blog.
Life was GOOD, he was more than content, in a state of bliss!
Suddenly, he lost control of the wheel, his car lost direction and he heard a loud noise which clearly indicating he had a flat tire!!!
Oh! NO! The man thought, assessing the damage. I need a spare tire and I have none! Well, he thought further, I’ll call AAA and they will come to my rescue. No big deal.
He took out of his pocket the smart phone he had just purchased (we wouldn’t want to endorse any specific company) and dialed AAA.
After a few unsuccessful attempts, he realized there was NO SERVICE in the area! Remember? He was in the middle of nowhere.
Meanwhile the clock kept ticking, and it was no longer late afternoon…
The man looked around, and saw no human establishment, only one little white house far in the distance, on top of a hill…
He was in one of those situations in life, where there aren’t many choices and he had to risk:
HE had to walk to the white house, hope someone lived there, that someone was going to be nice and trusting enough to allow him inside the house, and assuming there was a land-line in the house, he would be allowed to call AAA and be saved, on his way to the mistress (remember her? waiting? with the R rated goodies?) Now, if that wasn’t good motivation to walk 2-3 miles and call AAA, I don’t know what would be! After all, this was a fresh, brand new, younger mistress waiting, for HIM! Not some wife, the man’s own age, who had raised 3 kids and may be, just may be had made dinner!)
The man started his walk towards the little white house on the hill. As he walked, his mind raced in every possible direction. Walking was a bummer! Not the smooth ride on a stepper, in air conditioning. No speed adjusting either, and it was getting dark!
The man thought: ‘What kind of a person would live in the middle of nowhere? Crazy! He is probably some old man, some looser… has no family… and hasn’t seen another human in ages!Hmm… he might not even have a phone! I’ll just ask, and the a-hole will tell me he doesn’t trust me, I am a stranger, and will threaten me with calling Police… yeah… he sure has a gun… he is dangerous and grouchy! ‘
The man kept walking, walking and expanding on his thoughts about the inhabitant of the white house which was his salvation, yet, in the man’s mind the inhabitant of the white house was becoming a monster!
Occasionally the man wiped off his sweat, as he continued to visualize his upcoming meeting with “the old recluse, getting angrier and angrier.
By the time he was in the front of the door of the white house, and the truth was, he did NOT know who lived there, a man, a woman, old, young? he didn’t know anything for sure, but in his mind everything was set and clear.
He took a deep breath, before he knocked at the door.
Immediately the door opened and in front of the man with the flat tire, stood a smiling older man. In the background music could be heard, and an aroma of fresh food reached the man with the flat tire’s sharpened senses. In other words, he was hungry!
“May I help you?” The smiling older man who opened the door, asked him.
At first, there was silence, and shock, but the man with the flat tired recovered immediately, and said:
“You know what, you old man! If you don’t want to let me in and make a phone call, shame on you! You really are the a-hole I imagined!”
Without waiting one second, the man with the flat tire, wasted no time. He turned around, walked back to his car on the highway, and spend the night alone, locked in his car, cursing the old man in the white house, and dreaming of his sexy young mistress, wondering if she will believe his story about the old man in the white house on the hill. After all, it was incredible! The world we live in!