How we Absorb Experiences toward Our Mental Health

I love drinking diet soda.

I don’t feel guilty because there are ZERO carbs.

Now imagine a glass of diet coke on an edge of a table.

I’m rushing out of the house to get to work and I clumsily bump into this table.

The soda falls and spills all over my Statuario marble floor.

I open the cabinet under my sink

And grab a brand new sponge.

I peel the cellophane wrapper off

And begin to wipe up the liquid off the ground.

My question is:

Once I wring out and SQUEEZE the sponge over the sink,

What do you expect to come out of it?

BROWN SODA.

If I wiped up fruit punch,

What do you expect to come out?

FRUIT PUNCH.

When life squeezes you,

The only thing that comes out of you

Is what’s in you.