{"id":3800,"date":"2023-10-14T13:15:20","date_gmt":"2023-10-14T17:15:20","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=3800"},"modified":"2023-10-14T13:15:20","modified_gmt":"2023-10-14T17:15:20","slug":"it-can-be-done","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=3800","title":{"rendered":"It Can Be Done"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"><b>It Can Be Done<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He opened his hands slowly. Knowing that the power within takes time to appear. His mind cleared as he focused on the task at hand.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The world was in a jumble. There was no sense of calm. There was no sense of logic. Everyone was out for themself. Empathy had been lost. Compassion was non-existent. Guidance was needed, but the powers that be would not work together.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">There was no right or wrong. It could be defined as a simultaneous monologue. Would someone please listen?<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He knew what was happening all around him. He tried to understand what was going through people\u2019s minds. But it was complicated: too many thoughts, too much disparity, too little time.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">As his mind began to focus, he could feel the energy flowing through his body towards his hands.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">A normal person would shake and shiver, but he stood firm. And at the appropriate time, he released that energy into the world. The world stopped.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">People stopped in their tracks. Rain falling from the sky froze in mid-air. Birds stopped chirping, and the wind ceased. The world went dark no matter what time zone you were in, whether daytime or nighttime, all went completely dark.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Then came the words that formed the question. They were simple words that needed no explanation but were simultaneously heard in everyone\u2019s mind. \u201cReflect\u2026Is this what you want?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Silence reigned, and everyone reflected. I\u2019m unsure if he guided those reflections or if everyone came upon them independently. But they all thought about a time when they had worked together, a time when they did listen, a time when they were happy. For some, it was a single instance; for others, it was an extended time period. But they reflected.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Again, the silence was broken in their minds with one thought, \u201cIt can be done. It\u2019s up to you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He opened his eyes and closed his hands. As he did so, the world turned again. People moved, the rain fell, the birds chirped, and the wind gently blew.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">What happened next is unknown. For you see, I wasn\u2019t there. I only heard about it as a story from long ago. I would like to think that it all worked out.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It Can Be Done He opened his hands slowly. Knowing that the power within takes time to appear. His mind cleared as he focused on the task at hand.\u00a0 The world was in a jumble. 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