I’m in the gym teaching a martial arts student how
to use his bones like a knife. I’m showing him how,
just by a change in thought, you can make your
forearms feel like blades.
He’s not seeing through the mechanics of what I’m
teaching. He’s only thinking about where his arm goes,
where his foot goes, and so on.
I grab him, toss him to the mat and teach him how to
use your entire body like a saw.
‘How do you do that?’ he shrieks.
‘I told you,’ I said. ‘I put an image in my mind of my
body being something other than what it supposedly
is. Then I let my body act upon that image.’
Later on when I’m applying various holds he’s yiping,
‘Owww. Aaaah. Uhhh. Huuuh,’ and so on.
Finally I get tired of hearing him whining in pain. So
I tell him, ‘Alright, start over. Now this time there is
no whining. When I’m putting on these holds, you can
smile and you can laugh – but there’s no more ‘Owww,
that hurts.’ Got it.’
He nods.
I put the first hold on and he starts to say ‘Ouch.’
‘What did I tell you?’ I say.
‘Sorry, forgot.’
Two minutes later, after putting on the same holds, the
guy is smiling and laughing. He’s not feeling pain the
way he was before. Instead of putting on theatrics with
his screaming, he’s silently mastering his emotions and
his thinking – and concurrently, his body.
I’ll never forget the day my wife, Zhannie, rolled up the car
window while her father’s fingers were inside. He looked at
her with a stoic expression, knocked on the window and
pointed to his fingers.
Zhannie’s eyes bugged out as she cried, ‘Oh no, what did I
do?’
She pushed a button, rolled the window down. Her father,
who 65 at the time, removed his fingers, looked at the
indent from the window. Didn’t say a word. Opened the
door and got in.
I looked at him and smiled. He nodded.
My brother, Sean, told me how he taught his daughter, Erin, to
be tough. When Erin was a child, like all kids, she would fall
when running around the house. She’d bump her head or
bruise her butt.
And when she fell, Sean would stand at a distance and wait for
her to get up. He would not rush to her aid with, ‘Oh, are you
alright? Did you hurt yourself?’
Consequently, when Erin took up basketball, she was a different
breed. Even though only 5’4′ – as a freshman she guided her team
to the state championship. And one of her secrets of success is what
I call ‘Furey’s Rule.’ It means, in short, NO WHINING.
In the heat of battle, when many of the other girls got knocked to the
floor, they’d lie and writhe in pain for a minute. It wasn’t like they had
sprained an ankle or torn a hamstring either (a different situation).
No, they simply fell and hit their fanny.
‘When Erin fell,’ said Sean, ‘she’d just get up and look for the ball.’
I laughed when he told me this. It shows, once again, that even in the
face of pain, we are still in charge. We can rise above the pain. We can
choose the direction we want to go.
It doesn’t matter whether the pain is physical, financial or in a relationship.
If you make a choice to be a winner instead of a whiner – you’ll be amazed
at how different life will be for you. You’ll learn to transcend life experiences
at a level others will consider legendary. You’ll have the tools that will help
you create the life you want.
For more tools, be sure to get your hands on Dr. Maxwell Maltz’ Zero Resistance
Living program – http://www.psycho-cybernetics.com/zrlcourse.html
Best,
P.S. I was in pain before – in virtually every area of my life. But I rose
above it by learning to make friends with myself. I built an empire from
the pain I felt by choosing to focus on something other than the pain. Then
one day I realized I was happy all the time. You can learn what I know and
rise above it all too. I know what it takes to rise above problems. I’ll show you
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