Release Your Lion


Excerpt from

  “How To Get What You Want
by Orison Swett Marden

Chapter 1


SOMETHING TOUCHED HIM 

 

The most valuable  thing which ever  comes  into  a  life  is  that experience,  that book,  that  sermon,  that  person,  that  incident,  that  emergency,  that  accident,  that catastrophe—that something  which  touches  the  springs of  a person’s  inner  nature and flings open the doors of their great within, revealing its hidden resources. 

A  cub  lion,  as  the  fable  runs, was  one  day  playing  alone  in  the  forest while his mother slept. As the different objects attracted his attention, the cub thought he would explore a bit and see what the great world beyond his home was  like. Before he  realized  it, he had wandered so  far  that he could not  find  his way back. He was lost. 

Very much  frightened,  the  cub  ran  frantically  in  every  direction  calling piteously for his mother, but no mother responded. Weary with his wanderings, he did not know what  to  do, when  a  sheep, whose  offspring had  been  taken  from her, hearing his pitiful cries, made friends with the lost cub, and adopted him. 

The sheep became very fond of her foundling, which in a short while grew so much  larger  than  herself  that  at  times  she was  almost  afraid  of  it. Often,  too,  she  would  detect  a  strange,  far-off  look  in  its  eyes which  she  could  not understand. 

The foster mother and her adopted lived very happily together, until one day a magnificent lion appeared, sharply outlined against the sky, on the top of an  opposite  hill. He shook  his  tawny mane and  uttered a  terrific  roar, which  echoed  through  the  hills.  The  sheep  mother  stood  trembling,  paralyzed with fear. But the moment this strange sound reached his ears, the lion cub listened as  though  spellbound,  and  a  strange  feeling  which  he  had  never  before experienced surged through his being until he was all a-quiver. 

The lion’s roar had touched a chord in his nature that had never before been  touched.  It  aroused  a  new  force  within  him  which  he  had  never  felt before. New desires, a  strange new  consciousness  of power possessed him. A  new nature stirred in him, and instinctively, without a thought of what he was doing, he answered the lion’s call with a corresponding roar. 

Trembling  with  mingled  fear,  surprise  and  bewilderment  at  the  new powers  aroused  within  him,  the  awakened  animal  gave  his  foster mother  a  pathetic glance, and then, with a tremendous leap, started toward the lion on the hill. 

The lost lion had found himself. Up to this he had gamboled around his sheep  mother  just  as  though  he  were  a  lamb  developing  into  a  sheep,  never  dreaming he could do anything that his companions could not do, or that he had any more strength than the ordinary sheep. He never imagined that there was within him a power which would strike  terror  to  the beasts of  the  jungle. He  simply  thought he was a  sheep, and would  run at  the  sight of a dog and tremble at the howl of a wolf. Now he was amazed to see the dogs, the wolves, and other animals which formerly had so terrified him flee from him. 

As long as this lion thought he was a sheep, he was as timid and retiring as a sheep; he had only a sheep’s strength and a sheep’s courage, and by no possibility  could  he  have  exerted  the  strength  of  a  lion.  If  such  a  thing  had been suggested to him he would have said, “How could I exert the strength of a lion?  I  am  only  a  sheep,  and  just  like  other  sheep.  I  cannot  do  what  they cannot do.” But when the lion was aroused in him, instantly he became a new creature, king of the forest, with no rivals save the tiger and the panther. This discovery doubled, trebled and quadrupled his conscious power, a power which it would not have been possible for him to exert a minute before he had heard the lion’s roar. 

But  for  the  roar  of  the  lion  on  the  distant hill, which had  aroused  the sleeping lion within him, he would have continued living the life of a sheep and perhaps would never have known that there was a lion in him. The roar of the lion had not added anything to his strength, had not put new power into him; it had merely aroused  in him what was already  there, simply  revealed  to him the power he already possessed. Never again, after such a startling discovery, could  this young animal be satisfied to live a sheep’s  life. A  lion’s  life, a  lion’s  liberty, a lion’s power, the jungle thereafter for him. 

There  is  in  every  normal  human  being  a  sleeping  lion.  It  is  just  a  question  of  arousing  it,  just  a  question  of  something  happening  that  will awaken us, stir the depths of our being, and arouse the sleeping power within us. 

Just  as  the  young  lion,  after  it  had  once  discovered  that  it was  a  lion would never again be satisfied to live the life of a sheep, when we discover that we  are  more  than  mere  clay, when we  at  last  become  conscious  that we  are more  than human,  that we  are  gods  in  the making, we  shall never  again  be  satisfied to live the life of common clods of earth. We shall feel a new sense of power welling up within us, a power which we never  before dreamed we possessed, and  never be  quite  the same  again,  never  again be  content with  low-flying  ideals, with a cheap success. Ever after we  will aspire. We  will  look up; struggle up and on to higher and ever higher planes….

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Patti is a Registered Nurse, Happily married for 30+ years and Supreme Grand Mom to Ms K. Special interests include Sign Language, Becoming better today than yesterday, and loving life while maintaining a keen sense of humor

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