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Sleep Story: How To Stop Worrying & Start Living: Chapter 17

by Hilary Lafone

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Enjoy this sleep story to help you drift off into a peaceful slumber while hearing motivational suggestions authored by Dale Carnegie. His book, "How To Stop Worrying and Start Living" is a classic written in 1948 and offers a plan to help us make the most of our lives, be productive and live in the present moment. Today I am reading Chapter 17: If You Have a Lemon, Make a Lemonade.

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Hello,

My name is Hilary LaFawn and I am so grateful that you have joined me today to explore Chapter 17 of How to Stop Worrying and Start Living by Dale Carnegie.

This is the continuation of Part 4,

7 Ways to Cultivate a Mental Attitude that will bring you peace and happiness.

Enjoy this sleep story to help relax your mind and body for a great night's rest.

Before we begin,

Settle yourself in your bed and find your most comfortable position.

Take a few deep,

Long breaths and feel the gentle,

Soothing support of your pillows,

Sheets and blankets.

Let them cradle your body as you relax and settle in.

Let's begin Chapter 17.

If you have a lemon,

Make a lemonade.

While writing this book,

I dropped in one day at the University of Chicago and asked the Chancellor,

Robert Maynard Hutchins,

How he kept from worrying.

He replied,

I have always tried to follow a bit of advice given to me by the late Julius Rosenwald,

President of Sears,

Roebuck and Company.

When you have a lemon,

Make a lemonade.

That is what a great educator does.

But the fool does not do this.

The fool does the exact opposite.

If he finds that life has handed him a lemon,

He gives up and says,

I'm beaten.

It is fate.

I haven't got a chance.

Then he proceeds to rail against the world and indulge in an orgy of self-pity.

But when the wise man has handed a lemon,

He says,

What lesson can I learn from this misfortune?

How can I improve my situation?

How can I turn this lemon into a lemonade?

After spending a lifetime studying people and their hidden reserves of power,

The great psychologist Alfred Adler declared that one of the wonder-filled characteristics of human beings is their power to turn a minus into a plus.

Here is an interesting and stimulating story of a woman I know who did just that.

Her name is Thelma Thompson.

During the war,

She said,

As she told me of her experience,

My husband was stationed at an army training camp near the Mojave Desert in California.

I went to live there in order to be near him.

I hated the place.

I loathed it.

I had never before been so miserable.

My husband was ordered out on maneuvers in the Mojave Desert,

And I was left in a tiny shack alone.

The heat was unbearable.

A hundred and twenty-five degrees in the shade of a cactus.

Not a soul to talk to.

The wind blew incessantly,

And all the food I ate and the very air I breathed was filled with sand,

Sand,

Sand.

I was so utterly wretched,

So sorry for myself,

That I wrote to my parents.

I told them I was giving up and coming back home.

I said I couldn't stand it one minute longer.

I would rather be in jail.

My father answered my letter with just two lines,

Two lines that will always sing in my memory,

Two lines that completely altered my life.

Two men looked out from prison bars.

One saw the mud,

The other saw the stars.

I read those two lines over and over.

I was ashamed of myself.

I made up my mind I would find out what was good in my present situation.

I would look for the stars.

I made friends with the natives,

And their reaction amazed me.

When I showed interest in their weaving and pottery,

They gave me presents of their favorite pieces which they had refused to sell to tourists.

I studied the fascinating forms of the cactus and the yuccas and the Joshua trees.

I learned about prairie dogs,

Watched for the desert sunsets,

And hunted for seashells that had been left there millions of years ago when the sands of the desert had been an ocean floor.

What brought about this astounding change in me?

The Mojave Desert hasn't changed,

But I had.

I had changed my attitude of mind,

And by doing so,

I transformed a wretched experience into the most exciting adventure of my life.

I was stimulated and excited by this new world that I had discovered.

I was so excited I wrote a book about it,

A novel that was published under the title Bright Ramparts.

I had looked out of my self-created prison and found the stars.

Salma Thompson,

You discovered an old truth that the Greeks taught 500 years before Christ was even born.

The best things are the most difficult.

Harry Emerson Fosdick repeated it again in the 20th century.

Happiness is not mostly pleasure,

It is mostly victory.

Yes,

The victory that comes from a sense of achievement,

Of triumph,

Of turning our lemons into lemonades.

I once visited a happy farmer down in Florida who turned even a poisoned lemon into lemonade.

When he first got his farm,

He was discouraged.

The land was so wretched he could neither grow fruit nor raise pigs.

Nothing thrived there but scrub oaks and rattlesnakes.

Then he got his idea.

He would turn his liability into an asset.

He would make the most out of these rattlesnakes.

To everyone's amazement,

He started canning rattlesnake meat.

When I stopped to visit him a few years ago,

I found that tourists were pouring in to see his rattlesnake farm at the rate of 20,

000 a year.

His business was thriving.

I saw poison from the fangs of his rattlesnakes being shipped to laboratories to make anti-venom toxin.

I saw rattlesnake skins being sold at fancy prices to make women's shoes and handbags.

I saw canned rattlesnake meat being shipped to customers all over the world.

I bought a picture postcard of the place and mailed it to the local post office of the village,

Which had been rechristened Rattlesnake Florida,

In honor of a man who had turned a poisoned lemon into a sweet lemonade.

As I have traveled up and down,

And back and forth,

Across this nation time after time,

It had been my privilege to meet dozens of men and women who have demonstrated their power to turn a minus into a plus.

The late William Belitho,

Author of Twelve Against the Gods,

Put it like this,

The most important thing in life is not to capitalize on your gains.

Any fool can do that.

The really important thing is to profit from your losses.

That requires intelligence,

And it makes the difference between a man of sense and a fool.

Belitho uttered those words after he had lost a leg in a railway accident.

But I know a man who lost both legs and turned his minus into a plus.

His name is Ben Fortson.

I met him in a hotel elevator in Atlanta,

Georgia.

As I stepped onto the elevator,

I noticed this cheerful looking man who had both legs missing sitting in a wheelchair in the corner of the elevator.

When the elevator stopped at his floor,

He asked me pleasantly if I would step to one corner so he could manage his chair better.

So sorry,

He said to inconvenience you,

And a deep heartwarming smile lighted his face as he said it.

When I left the elevator and went to my room,

I could think of nothing but this cheerful cripple.

So I hunted him up and asked him to tell me his story.

It happened in 1929,

He told me with a smile.

I had gone out to cut a load of hickory poles to stake the beans in my garden.

I had loaded the poles on my Ford and started back home.

Suddenly one pole slipped under the car and jammed the steering apparatus at the very moment I was making a sharp turn.

The car shot over an embankment and hurled me against a tree.

My spine was hurt.

My legs were paralyzed.

I was 24 when that happened and I have never taken a step since.

24 years old and sentenced to a wheelchair for the rest of his life?

I asked him how he managed to take it so courageously and he said,

I didn't.

He said he raged and rebelled.

He fumed about his fate.

But as the years dragged on,

He found that his rebellion wasn't getting him anything except bitterness.

I finally realized,

He said,

That other people were kind and courteous to me.

So the least I could do is to be kind and courteous to them.

I asked if he still felt after all these years that his accident had been a terrible misfortune and he promptly said no.

He said,

I'm almost glad now that it happened.

He told me now that after he got over the shock and resentment,

He began to live a different world.

He began to read and developed a love for good literature.

In 14 years,

He said,

He had read at least 1400 books and those books had opened up new horizons for him and made his life richer than he ever thought possible.

He began to listen to good music and he is now thrilled by great symphonies that would have bored him before.

But the biggest change was that he had time to think.

For the first time in my life,

He said,

I was able to look at the world and get a real sense of values.

I began to realize that most of the things I'd been striving for before weren't worthwhile at all.

As a result of his reading,

He became interested in politics,

Studied public questions,

Made speeches from his wheelchair.

He got to know people and people got to know him.

And still in his wheelchair,

He got to be Secretary of State for the state of Georgia.

While conducting adult education classes in New York City,

I have discovered that one of the major regrets of many adults is that they never went to college.

They seem to think that not having a college education is a great handicap.

I know that this isn't necessarily true because I have known thousands of successful men who never went beyond high school.

So I often tell these students the story of a man I knew who had never finished even grade school.

He was brought up in blighting poverty.

When his father died,

His father's friends had to chip in to pay for the coffin in which he was buried.

After his father's death,

His mother worked in an umbrella factory 10 hours a day and then brought peace work home and worked until 11 o'clock at night.

The boy brought up these circumstances,

Went in for amateur dramatics,

Put on by a club in his church.

He got such a thrill out of acting that he decided to take up public speaking.

This led him into politics.

By the time he reached 30,

He was elected to the New York State Legislature.

But he was woefully unprepared for such a responsibility.

In fact,

He told me that frankly,

He didn't know what it was all about.

He studied the long,

Complicated bills that he was supposed to vote on,

But as far as he was concerned,

Those bills might well have been written in the language of the Choctaw Indians.

He was worried and bewildered when he was made a member of the Committee on Forests because he never set foot in a forest.

He was worried and bewildered when he was made a member of the State Banking Commission before he had ever had a bank account.

He himself told me that he was so discouraged that he would have resigned from the legislature if it hadn't been a shame to admit defeat to his mother.

In despair,

He decided to study 16 hours a day and turn his limit of ignorance into a lemonade of knowledge.

By doing that,

He transformed himself from a local politician into a national figure and made himself so outstanding that the New York Times called him the best loved citizen of New York.

I am talking about Al Smith.

Ten years after Al Smith set out on his program of political self-education,

He was the greatest living authority on the government of New York State.

He was elected Governor of New York for four terms,

At that time a record never attained by any other man.

In 1928,

He was the Democratic candidate for President.

Six great universities,

Including Columbia and Harvard,

Conferred honorary degrees upon this man who had never gone beyond grade school.

Al Smith himself told me that none of these things would have ever come to pass if he hadn't worked hard 16 hours a day to turn his minus into a plus.

H.

E.

H.

's formula for the superior man was not only to bear up under necessity,

But to love it.

The more I have studied the careers of men,

Of achievement,

The more deeply I have been convinced that a surprisingly large number of them succeeded because they started out with handicaps that spurred them on to great endeavors and great rewards.

As William James said,

Our very infirmities help us unexpectedly.

Yes,

It is highly probable that Milton wrote better poetry because he was blind and that Beethoven composed better music because he was deaf.

Helen Keller's brilliant career was inspired and made possible because of her blindness and deafness.

If Tchaikovsky had not been frustrated and driven almost to suicide by his tragic marriage,

If his own life had not been pathetic,

He probably would have never been able to compose his immortal symphonic pathetic.

If Dostoevsky and Tolstoy had not led tortured lives,

They would probably never have been able to write their immortal novels.

If I had not been so great and invalid,

Wrote the man who changed the scientific concept of life on earth,

I should not have done so much work as I have accomplished.

That was Charles Darwin's confession that his infirmities had helped him unexpectedly.

The same day that Darwin was born in England,

Another baby was born in a log cabin in the forest of Kentucky.

He too was helped by his infirmities.

His name was Lincoln,

Abraham Lincoln.

If he had been reared in an aristocratic family and had a law degree from Harvard and a happy married life,

He would probably never have found in the depths of his heart the haunting words that he immortalized at Gettysburg,

Nor the sacred poem that he spoke at his second inauguration.

The most beautiful and noble phrases ever uttered by a ruler of men.

With malice towards none,

With charity for all.

Harry Emerson Fostick says in his book,

The Power to See It Through.

There is a Scandinavian saying which some of us might well take as a rallying cry for our lives.

The North Wind made the Vikings.

Wherever we get the idea that secure and pleasant living,

The absence of difficulty,

And the comfort of ease,

Every of themselves made people either good or happy.

Upon the contrary,

People who pity themselves go unpitying themselves even when they are laid softly on a cushion.

But always in history,

Character and happiness have come to people in all sorts of circumstances,

Good,

Bad,

And indifferent,

When they shouldered their personal responsibility.

So repeatedly the North Wind has made the Vikings.

Suppose we are so discouraged that we feel there is no hope of our ever being able to return our lemons into lemonade.

And here are two reasons why we ought to try,

Anyway.

Two reasons why we have everything to gain and nothing to lose.

Reason number one,

We may succeed.

Reason two,

Even if we don't succeed,

The mere attempt to turn our minus into a plus will cause us to look forward instead of backwards.

It will replace negative thoughts with positive thoughts.

It will release creative energy and spur us to get so busy that we won't have either the time or the inclination to mourn over what is past and forever gone.

Once when Old Bull,

The world famous violinist,

Was giving a concert in Paris,

The A string on his violin suddenly snapped.

But Old Bull simply finished the melody on three strings.

That is life,

Says Harry Emerson Fosdick,

To have your A string snap and finish on three strings.

That is not only life.

That is more than life.

It is life triumphant.

If I had the power to do so,

I would have these words of William Belitho carved in eternal bronze and hung in every schoolhouse in the land.

The most important thing in life is not to capitalize on your gains.

Any fool can do that.

The really important thing is to profit from your losses.

That requires intelligence.

And it makes the difference between a man of sense and a fool.

So to cultivate a mental attitude that will bring us peace and happiness,

Let's do something about rule number six.

When fate hands us a lemon,

Let's try to make a lemonade.

That is the end of today's sleep story.

Thank you for allowing me the precious gift of your time.

Until next time,

Sweet dreams.

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