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Two Legs, Two Hands - No Die

There's this Chinese saying that really makes perfect sense to me. Two legs, two hands, No die. What does it mean? I'll illustrate it with a gloomy example or a hypothetical situation you might not like to imagine yourself in.

But OK, you asked for this. Now, imagine this.... a twister takes your home, your father suffers a heart attack then your sister tells you that she is declaring bankruptcy, then your child falls ill, your best-friend loses his/her job...worse yet, your business collapses.

Any normal person when faced with so many depressing problems and issues all at the same time or within a short period of time would have been tempted to just throw in the towel and shout into the hooded skies above, "OK, you up there! This joke's not funny anymore. I'm not laughing and I don't want to play this game anymore...I give up! Take me!"

If that person was me, my mother would have thrown me the phrase, "Two hands, two legs, no die" and literally, it means that you've got two hands and two legs, you won't die". I know...ha ha. And you guys thought I was going to give you some mind-blowing philosophy behind it, weren't you? But think about it, it's true. There's really no such thing as dying, giving up, collapsing, or sinking into a quicksand of depressive thoughts and actions.

So what if everything positive in your life collapses into a pile or rubble around you? You're left with what you began with, not worse off! So with those two hands and legs of yours, start looking for a way out instead of mopping around the house all day, wondering what it was that you did in your past life to deserve all this negative things and how you wished your neighbors' kids would stop telling yours about their up-and-coming Disneyland trip.

I believe that no matter how bad the situation is, there's always a door or a window left unattended, unlocked or open. Your job is to find it and use it.

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