Has that old
witch—bad luck— ever camped on your doorstep? Have ill health, misfortune and
worry ever seemed to dog your footsteps?
If so, you will be interested in knowing that
YOU were the procuring cause of all that trouble.
For fear is merely creative
thought in negative form.
Remember back in 1920 how fine the business
outlook seemed, how everything looked rosy and life flowed along like a song?
We had crops worth ten billions of dollars. We had splendid utilities, great
railways, almost unlimited factory capacity. Everyone was busy. The government
had a billion dollars in actual money. The banks were sound. The people were
well employed. Wages were good. Prosperity was general. Then something
happened. A wave of fear swept over the country. The prosperity could not last.
People wouldn’t pay such high prices. There was too much inflation. What was
the result?
As Job put it in the long ago, “The thing that
I greatly feared has come upon me.”
The prosperity vanished almost over night.
Failures became general. Hundreds of thousands were thrown out of work. And all
because of panic, fear.
‘Tis true that
readjustments were necessary. ‘Tis true that prices were too high, that
inventories were too big, that values generally were inflated.
But it wasn’t necessary to burst the balloon
to let out the gas. There are orderly natural processes of readjustment that
bring things to their proper level with the least harm to anyone.
But fear—panic—knows no reason. It brings into
being overnight the things that it fears. It is the greatest torment of humanity.
It is about all there is to Hell. Fear is, in short, the devil. It causes most
of the sin, disaster, disease and misery of the world. It is the only thing you
can put into business, which won’t draw dividends in either fun or dollars. If
you guess right, you don’t get any satisfaction out of it.
The real cause of all sickness is fear. You
image some disease in your thought, and your body proceeds to build upon this
model that you hold before it. You have seen how fear makes the face pallid,
how it first stops the beating of the heart, then sets it going at trip-hammer
pace. Fear changes the secretions. Fear halts the digestion. Fear puts lines
and wrinkles into the face. Fear turns the hair gray.
Mind controls every function of the human
body. If the thought you hold before your subconscious mind is the fear of disease,
of colds or catarrh, of fever or indigestion, those are the images your
subconscious mind will work out in your body. For your body itself is merely so
much matter—an aggregation of protons and electrons, just as the table in front
of you is an aggregation of these same buttons of force, but with a different
density. Take away your mind, and your body is just as inert, just as lifeless,
and just as senseless, as the table. Every function of your body, from the
beating of your heart to the secretions in your glands, is controlled by mind.
The digestion of your food is just as much a function of your mind as the
moving of your finger. So the all-important thing is not what food you put into
your stomach, but what your mind decides shall be done with it. If your mind
feels that certain food should make you sick, it will make you sick. If, on the
other hand, your mind decides that though the food has no nutritive value,
there is no reason why unintelligent matter should make you sick, mind will
eliminate that food without harm or discomfort to you.
Your body is just like clay in the hands of a
potter. Your mind can make of it what it will. The clay has nothing to say
about what form it shall take. Neither have your head, your heart, your lungs,
your digestive organs anything to say about how conditions shall affect them.
They do not decide whether they shall be dizzy or diseased or lame. It is mind
that makes this decision. They merely conform to it AFTER mind has decided it.
Matter has undergone any and every condition without harm, when properly
sustained by mind. And what it has done once, it can do again.
When you understand that your muscles, your
nerves, your bones have no feeling or intelligence of their own, when you learn
that they react to conditions only as mind directs that they shall react, you
will never again think or speak of any organ as imperfect, as weak or ailing.
You will never again complain of tired bodies, aching muscles, or frayed
nerves. On the contrary, you will hold steadfast to thoughts of exhaustless
strength, of super-abundant vitality, knowing that, as Shakespeare said— “There
is nothing, either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.”
Never fear disaster, for the fear of it is an
invitation to disaster to come upon you. Fear being vivid, easily impresses
itself upon the sub-conscious mind. And by so impressing itself, it brings into
being the thing that is feared. It is the Frankenstein monster that we all
create at times, and which, created, and turns to rend its creator. Fear that
something you greatly prize will be lost and the fear you feel with creates the
very means whereby you will lose it.
Fear is the Devil. It is the ravening lion
roaming the earth seeking whom it may devour. The only safety from it is to
deny it. The only refuge is in the knowledge that it has no power other than
the power you give to it.
Secret of the Ages ~ Robert Collier
“As A Man
Thinketh” “Our remedies in ourselves do lie Which we ascribe to heaven.” —SHAKESPEARE
In our great-grandfather’s day, when witches flew
around by night and cast their spell upon all unlucky enough to cross them, men
thought that the power of sickness or health, of good fortune or ill, resided
outside himself or herself.
We laugh today
at such benighted superstition. But even in this day and age there are few who
realize that the things they see are
but effects. Fewer
still who have
any idea of
the causes by which those effects are brought about.
Every human
experience is an effect. You laugh, you
weep, you joy, you sorrow, you suffer or you are happy. Each of these is an
effect, the cause of which can be easily traced.
Secret
of the Ages ~ Robert Collier
If Universal Mind is the Creator of all,
and if everything in the Universe belongs to It, then your business, your work,
isn’t really yours—but the “Father’s.” And He is just as much interested in its
success, as long as you are working in accordance with His plan, as you can be.
Everyone will admit that Universal Mind can do anything good. Everyone will
admit that It can bring to a successful conclusion any undertaking It may be
interested in. If Mind created your business, if It inspired your work, then It
is interested in its successful conclusion. Why not, then, call upon Mind when
you have done all you know how to do and yet success seems beyond your efforts.
Why not put your problem up to Mind, secure in the belief that It CAN and WILL
give you any right thing you may desire? I know that many people hesitate to
pray for material things, but if Universal Mind made them, they must have been
made for some good purpose, and as long as you intend to use them for good, by
all means ask for them. If you can feel that your business, your work, is a
good work, if you can be sure that it is advancing the great Scheme of Things by
ever so little, you will never again fear debt or lack or limitation. For “The
earth is the Lord’s and the fullness thereof.” Universal Mind is never going to
lack for means to carry on Its work. When Jesus needed fish and bread, fish and
bread were provided in such abundance that a whole multitude was fed. When He
needed gold, the gold coin appeared in the fish’s mouth. Where you are, Mind
is, and where Mind is, there is all the power, all the supply of the universe. You
are like the owner of a powerhouse that supplies electricity for light and heat
and power to the homes and the factories around you. There is unlimited electricity
everywhere about you, but you have got to set your dynamo going to draw the electricity
out of the air and into your power lines, before it can be put to practical
account. Just so, there are unlimited riches all about you, but you have got to
set the dynamo of your mind to work to bring them into such form as will make
them of use to yourself and the world Secret of the Ages ~ Robert Collier
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