Has the bell rung?

Certainly it had rung.

Each rung contains information.

He rung off. ( sighs )

The door bell has rung.

Has the bell rung yet?

I've rung the bell already.

On to the third rung.

Time for our third rung.

The bell has not rung yet.

Up to the fourth rung we go.

lf I wanted it, I'd have rung.

And finally our last rung we take action.

He came five minutes after the bell had rung.

On our fourth rung, a very crucial thing happens.

Au contraire, my homeboy. The bell hasn't rung yet.

I ran to school, but the bell had already rung.

The bell had already rung when I got to school.

Let's focus on what happens on each rung of the ladder.

On the fifth rung, we develop conclusions based on our assumptions.

She got her bell rung, but she's gonna be all right.

Now let's watch what we pay attention to on the second rung.

On our sixth rung, we adjust our beliefs based on the experience.

No sooner had the bell rung than the teacher came into the classroom.

There's a special rung in hell reserved for people who waste good Scotch.

On the first rung, we have the raw data and observations of our experience.

On the seventh and final rung, we take action based on our adjusted beliefs.

The curfew bell hath rung, 'tis three o'clock Look to the bak'd meats, good Angelica

Your impetuous remarks about us seem to have rung down the curtain on our good relationship.

Moving up to the second rung, we filter in specific information and details from our experience.

A solid education should be the second rung on the ladder to success, but the system is failing.

Last evening I was rung up by an old college friend whom I had not heard from for years.

Imagine that experience and notice all of the data and observations landing on the first rung of your ladder.

So if you look at questions like this, life satisfaction, you see life satisfaction going up with each rung of income.

On the sixth rung, we adjust our beliefs about the world around us, including the person or people involved in our experience of the moment.

Jumping quickly to the fifth rung, we conclude that this guy is heartless, inconsiderate, he needs to be taught a lesson and put in his place.

Let me out! Help me out! Out, out, out!

And so when kids sustain a concussion, we talk about them getting dinged or getting their bell rung, but what is it that we're really talking about?

Out! Out!

Out, out!

We develop assumptions based on the meaning we created on the previous rung, and we start to blur the distinction between what is fact and what is story.

Get out! Get out! Get OUT!

Look out, look out, look out!

Get out, get out, get out!

Out! Out! No.