Chapter 5. Travel Thinking or Redesigning Our Psychological Worlds
The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven.
The traveler physically collapsed and groaned with relief as he gazed upon the white-haired old man who sat before him. He paused for a moment to cautiously look over the sheer cliff he had just climbed to reach the top of the mountain. He gazed upon the thick jungle beyond that had been his home for many days. “Old man,” he gasped, “I have traveled for days to speak to you because many have said you are among the wisest of all the living. I must know the true nature of life—is it good or is it bad?”
The white-haired old man responded with a question of his own. “Tell me first—how ...