There are numerous recorded and certified accounts of people performing astonishing feats of strength and showing staggering courage when under pressure and duress.
One such story is typical. Angela Cavallo, from Lawrenceville, Georgia, was alerted by a neighboring youngster that her teenage son had had an accident. She ran out and found him trapped under his Chevrolet Impala. He had been working on the suspension and the big car slipped off the jack.
In a panic she ran to the car and lifted it about four inches. As it turned out it was enough to relieve the pressure on her sons chest, saving his life. He made a full recovery.
It is estimated Angela held that car up for about five minutes until neighbours arrived and pulled the son out.
A Chevy Impala weighs about 3,000 lbs (1,360 kilograms), yet an average sized woman lifted it, and held it up for five minutes.
We all posses immense strength. Every single one of us. Those with a slight and slim stature have strength equal to that of Hercules, plus some.
That strength is within, it is forever lasting and cannot be diminished. It can however be hobbled, made to seem limited, by ourselves. Self-imitations are Self-imposed. More to the point, only the Self can limit the Self.
We reinforce the self-limitations with lies and pretenses, setting up facades, making life a series of charades: The bank has me over a barrel, the boss has control of my time, my partner has broken my heart and ruined my life! Oh what can I do? That’s life. And so it goes, day after day, month after month, year after year.
And we set it up so brilliantly; these self-made traps we label honour, virtue, duty, responsibility, love, marriage, and so on. These are self-deception traps. They appear as great and noble virtues but are in reality excuses that support the lies told by self, to self. I can’t have fun. I have responsibilities now. Life wasn’t meant to be easy. I gotta do what the boss says, else we don’t eat. I got to suffer, Jesus says so.
And one of the vilest kinds of self-delusional traps? Using love as an excuse for contemptible and despicable behavior.
Then there are what I call Comfort Traps. These are things the so-called successful ones posses. Money, power, fame, gold and diamonds. Birds in golden cages. Artificial rulers equally as trapped as the poorest of the poor.
Money and poverty are a different side of the same coin. As are atheists and believers dwelling on the different sides of the very same coin. One arguing that worshiping skeletons is the way to heaven and the other debating that heaven doesn’t exist.
You know what Angela Cavallo said when asked what she remembers about the day she saved her sons life? Not much. She doesn’t recall anything about the recue itself.
Do you know why Angela recalls nothing of the minutes when she lifted almost a tone and a half of steel with her bare hands?
The same reason you don’t remember your own, beyond awesome, strength.