MIND MANAGEMENT IS THE ESSENCE OF LIFE MANAGEMENT
‘As they travelled in the Land of Oz
The quick-witted scarecrow thought he had no brains:
The loving tin woodsman felt he needed a heart
And the heroic lion believed he lacked courage.’
Based on the stories of Frank L Buam.
Your life has been based on the supposition that there is something wrong with you that you have to fix.
I would like to suggest that there is nothing wrong with you, and you certainly don’t need to be fixed.
Your inner tension or insecurities comes from ‘not loving’ certain parts of yourself, when you finally stop trying to be perfect, things will happen.
Our Uniqueness is our gift to the world all we have to do is to become ourselves.
If you stop trying to become whoever it is you are trying to become and instead have the feeling that you are what you are, this is the moment you’re struggle stops.
In each of us our heroes speak to them and they will come forth.
As soon as you know how to trust yourself you will know how to live.
Every good thought, every good word, every good emotion and every act of kindness
is lifting the vibration of your being to new heights. And as you begin to raise your vibration, a new life and a new world will reveal itself to you.
Be not afraid of life. Believe that life is worth living and your belief will help
create the fact.
Our attitude toward life determines life’s attitude towards us.
Choose a job you love and you’ll never have to work a day in your life.
The cure for boredom is curiosity. There is no cure for curiosity.
You are so afraid to live, so afraid of life itself, that you’ve given up the very nature of your being in trade for security.
Neale Donald Walsh
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream – and not make dreams your master;
If you can think – and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same:
If you can bear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ‘em up with worn-out tools.
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings,
And never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!”
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings – nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And – which is more – you’ll be a Man, my son!