The Art of Mental Training - a Guide to Performance Excellence (Classic Edition) by D. C. Gonzalez Page B

me up off of the floor, dusted me off, and started me over again. 
I thought hard.  Learning to never give in; not allowing negativity;
self-discipline; staying in the present; control of anger; control of fear;
Imagineering; to believe in my dreams.
    And then I remembered:
“Self-belief is what gets everything going.”
    “Self-Belief,” I told him.  Our
eyes met and he glowed back at me.
    “Very good, Danielsan, you
worried me sometimes, but not anymore,” he told me. “Now, you don’t worry me
anymore.”
    “Really?” I said.
    “Well, come to think of it—no,
not really, I take it back.”
    “Too late, I already heard you
say it,” I joked.
    “So?”
    “So that’s it, if I heard you
say it, then it must be true, and you can’t take it back . . . Besides, I’ve
got to get going and meet up with some people.  It’s time for me to say
goodbye.”
    He looked at me.  “Oh
Danielsan, it’s never goodbye my friend,” Leo-tai reproved me, shaking his
head, smiling as if he were still worried about me.  “It’s never goodbye,” he
told me as I watched him turn away—still smiling—and start his walk back along
the surf.
    As he slipped away, I watched
him go; I let him go, a small figure, disappearing into the distance.  I
wondered if this might be the last time I would ever see my old friend—did he
know it?—Today, I still wonder—but back then, I let him go.
    And I reflected.
    Once more and somehow—he had
done it.  What he told me, his insight that day, made sense.  His lesson helped
me.
    And then, as he’d wanted me to
. . .
    And like we all must do, at one
time or another . . .
    We walk on.