I think of man as a Swiss Army Knife. The tool has many purposes, not just one. So too is man. For those believers in God, God is known as Omnipotent, Omniscient. He is Master of Economics; Master of Science; A Man of Mathematics; Man of Arts; Master of All-things. So to, if we are His literal children, destined to be like Him - should we so incline and desire. So man is able to be many things.
They say there is a 10,000 hour rule if one is to perfect something. However, there apparently is research where one can speed it dramatically - 6 months. The process used is called "modeling." Here one learns from another who already has spent the time and effort necessary to be a master of that realm. The difference is, the person who has mastered it knows exactly what to do, the positives, and what not to do, the negatives. Knowing that, the learner only focuses their time on the positives, and does not look at the negatives. The mind is consistently being bombarded with positive, therefore allowing one to increase dramatically their skill.
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Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Breath of Fresh Water
My mantra: always do hard things. While in Taiwan, my Mission President would always repeat to us, "Taichung missionaries always do hard things!" I have molded myself into reflecting that motto. Man! I love it! That's what made Thursday so wonderful; I believe my Writing teacher finally has taken a liking to me, or so it seems. I say that because of what took place for the first two weeks of the Fall semester.
I was really looking forward to taking Writing 150 from my friend. When Fall time neared, BYU finally decides to post who the teachers will be teaching at what time. Lucky for me, her class was full. After talking to her we decided that I would attend her class, however just for my own precautions, I would find a class that is the same time as hers. Should I not be able to enroll in my friend's class, I would just switch into the class that was selected. Two weeks go by and I walk into the class I previously enrolled in and a sense of frustration seems to enter my current Writing teacher's frame. The moment I glimpsed this, I knew I was in for a difficult beginning.
Having become infamous now, it was time to reclaim my unknown identity. I had to prove myself that I am not what people view me as. Frankly, I am passive in others' opinions towards me. So why prove myself for others? For this reason, I am not the misconception painted by your mind. I am much more than previously thought beforehand. Allow me to display who I truly am and then you can dress me according to your desires. Therefore, after first impressions, I did what I imagine is best, to be myself. It seems to have enabled to override any certain experiences from before, a success.
To do hard things, it's exciting! It allows one to challenge who they are, to not back away when in the mind it may seem intimidating. A challenge is just another word for progress. On Monday I gave a speech and my opening words began as:
Ah! the potential of mind! The power is just right there, in our very hands. It's exciting. I love it!
To do hard things, it's exciting! It allows one to challenge who they are, to not back away when in the mind it may seem intimidating. A challenge is just another word for progress. On Monday I gave a speech and my opening words began as:
Failure, the result of trying to be successful in one's endeavors.
Success, the result of surpassing one's failures.The terminology for success always differs from one person to another, however in the end, many people would like to be successful in their life, whatever it may mean for them. Nevertheless, if one wants success, failure is bound to be confronted like a runner faces hurdles. Should one stumble, two options are presented: give up and come to terms with reality, or get up, come to terms with reality and the power of their decisions, and continue moving forward. The challenge, then, is presented in many angles, but should one put one foot over the other, then, like water, grow resistant to the wall hardened by pressure and carve out a path only limited by mind, yet also limitless by mind.
Ah! the potential of mind! The power is just right there, in our very hands. It's exciting. I love it!
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