You can do ANYTHING
Wow, I feel like I have to put something positive down here or else no one will want to come back to my blog. That was such an angry posting about Mormonism and women, but, of course, it was all true.
Religion comes and goes as a positive influence on my life, but certainly miracles never cease. There are lots of small miracles in life that go quite unnoticed. Surviving the daily grind, getting through school being one of them. Today, I just survived the most hellacious schedule. I had a final from 8-11 AM and studied (crammed) for my next final from 5-8 PM. Factor in a 1 1/2 hour commute and you can see it was a very busy day.
What astonishes me is...how well I did. I mean, I was practically suicidal last night, and tonight I feel great. I wrote 7 essays for one test (for three hours straight) and several other essays for the other test for the same amount of time. And the facts and phrases kept rolling, they were great essays. It seemed like I wasn't even thinking. It was weird. I've had this same identical experience of success under stress when it comes to piano recitals. I never thought I could get up and play by memory, but, in general, it worked out.
The more important point, though, is that lots of other people play instruments, write essays in school, etc. I'm amazed at what young people accomplish. And I'm sure lots of people felt like I did...like they couldn't do it. I mean, if you gave me the choice, I would never have even tried those essays. They would have taken me weeks to write as homework assignements. But put a gun to my head, set the clock ticking, label it "Final Exam," and, somehow, it pops out.
It's a miracle what can be accomplished when one quiets all the noisy, fearful voices in the head, and focuses instead. What can't be done with pure focus? Tell me! If I can survive these tests--the most paranoid, insecure, obsessive compuslive student there is--than seriously, anyone can do anything.
Religion comes and goes as a positive influence on my life, but certainly miracles never cease. There are lots of small miracles in life that go quite unnoticed. Surviving the daily grind, getting through school being one of them. Today, I just survived the most hellacious schedule. I had a final from 8-11 AM and studied (crammed) for my next final from 5-8 PM. Factor in a 1 1/2 hour commute and you can see it was a very busy day.
What astonishes me is...how well I did. I mean, I was practically suicidal last night, and tonight I feel great. I wrote 7 essays for one test (for three hours straight) and several other essays for the other test for the same amount of time. And the facts and phrases kept rolling, they were great essays. It seemed like I wasn't even thinking. It was weird. I've had this same identical experience of success under stress when it comes to piano recitals. I never thought I could get up and play by memory, but, in general, it worked out.
The more important point, though, is that lots of other people play instruments, write essays in school, etc. I'm amazed at what young people accomplish. And I'm sure lots of people felt like I did...like they couldn't do it. I mean, if you gave me the choice, I would never have even tried those essays. They would have taken me weeks to write as homework assignements. But put a gun to my head, set the clock ticking, label it "Final Exam," and, somehow, it pops out.
It's a miracle what can be accomplished when one quiets all the noisy, fearful voices in the head, and focuses instead. What can't be done with pure focus? Tell me! If I can survive these tests--the most paranoid, insecure, obsessive compuslive student there is--than seriously, anyone can do anything.
posted by Kristin @ 11:41 PM
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