such as facebook.
I really just hate it. Every time I get on, I get upset and I wind up learning things I never wanted to know. Yet I'm not strong enough. Rather, I don't believe I'm strong enough.
Charlotte came to Norman this weekend and I always feel so good whenever she comes here. She was telling me all about her life. How she got invited to an OU dinner and was requested to sit right next to President Boren. How she's applied to Stanford, MIT, Rochester Engineering, yanno, good places like that. She also told me about this person she came into contact with who "healed" her. They would lay out these blocks in a certain pattern, then give you this drink that was touched with a "healing stick" and you'd look at the pattern and drink that magical drink at the same time, then you were healed. The "healer" told her that after you've been healed, anytime you feel sick, stressed, discouraged - anything - you can tap your chest and say "I choose not to be stressed" or whatever you were feeling. She fully believes that it works. I don't necessarily believe that it doesn't work, but I think that it's all mental. It's like a placebo. It works because you trick your mind into thinking that it works.
I'm completely blown away anytime I think about how much the human mind is capable of. Certain things can trigger certain emotions, and the same goes with smells. It's so odd, yet it's the coolest thing that God blessed us with something so powerful. I try to write encouraging things on my hand everyday to keep myself uplifted. I've recently started doing this, but it really helps. It helps because I believe in it.
I often wish everything were like a blog.
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