We were lost in the desert for several hours and our group was depressed and angry. One of the Outward Bound guides had shown me how to read topographic maps, but the large and in-charge types had ignored my navigation recommendations and our guides were shadowing us out of sight.
We were on our own and failing miserably and people were turning on each other. Throughout all this, I was ridiculously calm. Before I could get caught up in their downward spiral or perseveration of despondency, I physically separated myself from the group by walking ahead of them. And I started to repeat silently, “The mind is king or it is conquered.”
Two hours or so later of repeating this mantra while hiking, our guides caught up to us because we were heading towards a restricted wildlife area that we were specifically told under no circumstances to enter. I looked at my traveling companions and they were all emotionally wrecked while I was more than ready for the several hours of night hiking ahead of us that our “detour” now required.
Life is a mind game.