I was flying back from New Orleans which happened to be a smooth fly until a conversation hit me deep inside. Dressed like a perfect gentleman, he was sitting next to me and reading J K Rowling's Casual Vacancy. I asked about the novel and if he had any reviews or was it worth the purchase. Conversations grew and it made me realize how much of a positive person he was. From everything he talked, I could sense nothing but a vibe of a non-manipulated worldly conditions and values surrounding him. Out of curiosity I happened to have asked him if i he read The Power of Subconscious Mind or Napoleon Hill's Think and Grow Rich and undoubtedly I saw him smirking and give me a 'i know everything' smile. Before I asked further, he made his point to me "Let me tell you something about life; Never let it control you".
"I was told by my doctor that I've but six months to breathe. They discovered me to have an incurable condition and expected me to be in an emotional collapse. But that's not me. I reach office on time the next day morning as usual, find my co-workers shocked when they heard about me. They keep hovering around, morbidly commiserating around me; someone asking what will I do and I tell them the same thing I will do what I have always done: Live with a grateful heart, one moment at a time".
I was touched to hear that and asked how long was that? He said that was five years ago, and "I'm very much alive and well, still living one moment at time with a truly grateful heart. Not necessarily the diagnosis was in error, perhaps it is more a testimony to the healing influence of a controlled life sustained by an attitude of gratitude. The important thing is that these five years have been creative, not just a dreary existence in anticipation of the doom. Someone would feel I now have something to live or be really grateful for; but I controlled my life".
People around him don't realize his controlled life proved thanksgiving not only as a reactionary emotion but as a causative energy. It is an effective key by which anyone may "meet life as a powerful conqueror". The most important asset heart owns is the conscious control of life. Nothing else can fulfill the feeling that comes from a controlled world of mind and emotions. One can be grateful with the same spontaneity as being happy, it will simply flow from within and become a causative energy.
"I was told by my doctor that I've but six months to breathe. They discovered me to have an incurable condition and expected me to be in an emotional collapse. But that's not me. I reach office on time the next day morning as usual, find my co-workers shocked when they heard about me. They keep hovering around, morbidly commiserating around me; someone asking what will I do and I tell them the same thing I will do what I have always done: Live with a grateful heart, one moment at a time".
I was touched to hear that and asked how long was that? He said that was five years ago, and "I'm very much alive and well, still living one moment at time with a truly grateful heart. Not necessarily the diagnosis was in error, perhaps it is more a testimony to the healing influence of a controlled life sustained by an attitude of gratitude. The important thing is that these five years have been creative, not just a dreary existence in anticipation of the doom. Someone would feel I now have something to live or be really grateful for; but I controlled my life".
People around him don't realize his controlled life proved thanksgiving not only as a reactionary emotion but as a causative energy. It is an effective key by which anyone may "meet life as a powerful conqueror". The most important asset heart owns is the conscious control of life. Nothing else can fulfill the feeling that comes from a controlled world of mind and emotions. One can be grateful with the same spontaneity as being happy, it will simply flow from within and become a causative energy.
Oh, while I live, to be the ruler of life, not a slave, to meet life as a powerful conqueror, and nothing exterior to me shall ever take command of me. - Walt Whitman.
