Hamlet: Then is doomsday near. But your news is not true. Let me question more in particular. What have you, my good friends, deserved at the hands of Fortune that she sends you to prison hither?
Guildenstern: Prison, my lord?
Hamlet: Denmark’s a prison.
Rosencrantz: Then is the world one.
Hamlet: A goodly one, in which there are many confines, wards, and dungeons, Denmark being one o’ th’ worst.
Rosencrantz: We think not so, my lord.
Hamlet: Why, then ’tis none to you, for there is nothing either good or bad but thinking makes it so. To me it is a prison.
It is a common New Ageism that seeing is not believing, but believing is seeing. Our beliefs shape our world.
So what if we are holding the wrong beliefs? And what if we intentionally hold beliefs that would be to our advantage, and question the beliefs that are spoon-fed to us?
Could we make a prison into a paradise? Could the world change before our eyes?
And in a blink, could everything we take for granted be reborn thanks to a fresh perspective?