The Power of a Concentrated Mind


[Foxes are known for their cleverness]

Do you squander your focus? When you drive to work, is your mind jumping to a hundred different things like an unchained puppy? When you go for a walk, are you thinking about what you will have for dinner and about challenges at the office and about the economy and about your children’s future, rather than concentrating on the beauty of your surroundings and feeling the sunbeams warming your face? When was the last time you were fully in the moment? When was the last time every ounce of your attention was in what you were doing?

For too many people, this was a long, long time ago. Most people have lost the ability to concentrate the full extent of their mental powers on a single activity. They dissipate their mental capacity among many little things and neglect the big things. “The mind is a wonderful servant but a tyrannical master” goes the old saying. High performing, enlightened men and women are in total control of their minds. When they are reading, they think about nothing but the words in front of them. When they walk, their attention is on their footsteps and on the richness of their surroundings. Their minds are not filled with endless chatter and worry. Instead, their minds are focused only on what they are doing at that moment and, therefore, the full capacity of their mental gifts is being used.

Just like a child concentrates the rays of the sun through a magnifying glass to ignite a piece of paper, you can start tapping into your mind’s deep potential when you start concentrating it on what you are doing in the moment. Remember, the mind is like a muscle: the more you push it into action, the stronger it will grow.

Be not afraid of life. Believe that it is worth living, and your belief will help create that fact.
William James

Believe in yourself! Have faith in your abilities! Without a humble but reasonable confidence in your own powers you cannot be successful or happy.
Norman Vincent Peale

We grow great by dreams. All big men are dreamers. They see things in the soft haze of a spring day or in the red fire of a long winter’s evening. Some of us let great dreams die, but others nourish and protect them, nurse them through bad days till they bring them to the sunshine and light which comes always to those who sincerely hope that their dreams will come true.

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