07-19-2012, 03:33 PM
A 3 year old does not know that something is impossible, so for him it is easily not only possible but probable.
I did something similar when I was 25. Car "accident," near death experience, and months later out of the hospital in a wheel chair for life. I simply refused to believe it. My disbelief was absolutely certain, because I had never (at that time) studied healing or anatomy. It took about 21/2 years, and I've been walking ever since.
The trick becomes more difficult as we mature, (and "know" better), because absolute certainty without a shadow of a doubt seems necessary.
Another time my cat Ralph brought a mouse into the house, and Ralph was chasing it and giving it a very hard time. Mouse ran under the desk, Ralph stationed himself in front of the desk, and I saw the mouse run down the hall. While Ralph was busy elsewhere, I decided to save the mouse's life. I managed to catch it (poor thing was probably exhausted) and I picked it up and carried it outside. While doing that the mouse bit me and I was bleeding. I washed my hand, and didn't worry. All my friends said I had to go to the hospital, because mice carry diseases and I would become infected. I decided no, the mouse wouldn't hurt me, because I saved its life. Hand healed easily.
Again, complete ignorance was on my side.
I did something similar when I was 25. Car "accident," near death experience, and months later out of the hospital in a wheel chair for life. I simply refused to believe it. My disbelief was absolutely certain, because I had never (at that time) studied healing or anatomy. It took about 21/2 years, and I've been walking ever since.
The trick becomes more difficult as we mature, (and "know" better), because absolute certainty without a shadow of a doubt seems necessary.
Another time my cat Ralph brought a mouse into the house, and Ralph was chasing it and giving it a very hard time. Mouse ran under the desk, Ralph stationed himself in front of the desk, and I saw the mouse run down the hall. While Ralph was busy elsewhere, I decided to save the mouse's life. I managed to catch it (poor thing was probably exhausted) and I picked it up and carried it outside. While doing that the mouse bit me and I was bleeding. I washed my hand, and didn't worry. All my friends said I had to go to the hospital, because mice carry diseases and I would become infected. I decided no, the mouse wouldn't hurt me, because I saved its life. Hand healed easily.
Again, complete ignorance was on my side.