I took a bit of a hiatus but am glad to be back. I hope you enjoyed your holidays and have had a great start to 2020.
For me 2019 was a year of many changes and new adventures. In 2020 I am reinventing myself and my intention is to experience more peace and joy as I stumble along figuring out what I want to be when I grow up. I’ve found that as I follow what makes me feel good things seem to work out in my favor; even if hard work is involved – I enjoy it!
Here’s a poem that has encouraged and inspired me to keep keepin’ on amidst fear and uncertainty. It’s addressed to a son but can apply to everyone, and reminds me of the quote by Helen Reddy, “I am woman, hear me roar, in numbers too big to ignore, and I know too much to go back and pretend.” We could add this to the poem to make it more politically correct for our times :)
By Rudyard Kipling
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!
Mel’s Two Cents: Remember my friends, you can always change your mind and start over again. It’s never too late, you’re never too old, and life can be as grand as you make it. May 2020 be a year of filled with spectacular and amazing experiences for us all!
Until next time.
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