Believing is Seeing

I first heard that idea in an infomercial several years ago, and it stuck with me.  First because it didn’t make sense, and then because it made perfect sense.

The greatest ideas are at first only idle dreams.  With a laser-focused action plan, however, we can often bring into our physical reality that which may have only seemed to be a whimsical, screw-ball idea hatched while positioned on a toilet seat.

The seeing is believing paradigm is much more confining.  “Show me,” “Prove it,” “It’s never worked before” are all familiar theme songs of this mindset.  Its followers always miss by months the tip on the great stock to buy, the hot business to start, or the woman whom you were attracted to but just couldn’t bring yourself to dial up because of a fear of rejection suddenly moving away.

Franklin Delano Roosevelt put it best:

“The only thing you have to fear is fear itself.”

The mind is a wonderful tool at your beck and call.  A while back, I received  an email from a noted Internet marketer.  The content of the message showed the power of believing is seeing.  This is what he said:

“Here’s a real-life story I thought my fellow
marketers would enjoy hearing about.

A French website has decided to “sponsor”
all the broken bones in one particular city.

If you break your arm or leg and require a cast,
this company will pay you to have their logo
printed across the cast in large letters.

It’s actually done by an in-house artist
with just 3 different-colored magic markers.

Most people who are willing to go along with
this probably just do it for fun, and usually
accept a pittance… something like $20-30.

Virtually any website can afford 20-30 casts
and while the exposure to that logo is fairly
limited, it’s such an unusual idea, it’s very
easy to get some media publicity for it.

I’ve not heard of this being done anywhere
else, so it might be worth trying, particularly
for a site that benefits mostly from local traffic


This idea could easily have been hatched in the back of a Greyhound Bus or the confines of a prison cell.

From nothing and nothingness came something and somethingness when the mind was put to work.  Believe you me.

Defying The Odds

“Out of difficulties grow miracles”     ~Jean De La Bruyere~

Just a few days ago I had a galling situation with my new doctor.  A few months ago I had angioplasty surgery and had a stent put in my aortic artery.

Since that time my life habits have been exemplary, and as a result my weight has decreased by close to 12 kilograms without starvation and my blood pressure was 110 over 66 the other day.

When I had my worst moment – prior to surgery – I had been fortunate to be in the right place (with a good friend).  He knew a hospital and could pull strings so that I could be admitted as an emergency patient.  Equally fortunate was that I was met by a young, aggressive, knowledgeable doctor who spoke English very well.

The operation and recovery went smoothly.  My rapport with the doctor was good, probably because I knew that my lifestyle in the previous year sucked and that I had to get back on the straight and narrow.  He could sense my determination.

Then the bombshell came  .My cardiologist told me he was changing hospitals and would no longer be able to treat me.  He recommended that I switch to a Japanese military hospital in my area, and he wrote his letter of introduction to be submitted to the new hospital along with my record of illness.

When I met with the new physician a few days ago, he said in somewhat halting English that “I understand your case well.”

I immediately bristled at that presumption.  I said to the doctor:  “You know nothing about me.  I am not a laboratory specimen.  I have spirit and a will to recover and thrive – not just survive on a regiment of pills.”

He was taken aback by my controlled anger, but he shouldn’t have  been.  If we are sick, it is because our thoughts are sick.  I am not a statistic, nor are you.  We all have the ability to thrive and, at times, participate in miracles.

My favored cardiologist was on my recovery team.  The new doctor, unfortunately, was on my survival team.  The previous doctor – seeing how I had mastered my eating and was gradually increasing my exercise level – wanted to do some CT scans to test the amount of oxygen in my blood after moderate exercise.  The new doctor said that that wouldn’t be necessary for at least six months.

Now I am not saying that a person with a heart condition should throw caution to the wind, but I am saying that a resilient human spirit can create miracles.  Cancers can go into remission and hearts can inexplicably regenerate when our attitudes are in the right place.

Never let anyone diagnose you by a statistic.  If you read this newsletter, then you know I believe success is in the cards for you.  Take control of your life and manage your life-sapping habits which can put you on the operating table or in the morgue long before you should be there.