This week, something a little different to inspire you with.
A poem, one of my favorites, and one that fits in well with the Journey we are taking to the Center of our Heart. The Journey we are taking together is largely one of personal integrity, of promises kept to ourselves and others, and of being able to hold our heads up high when struggle abound. It is a daily walk, one that never ends as long as we are here.
I believe this poem says it well.
And if you want to share your personal Journey to the Center of your Heart, we will be starting our workshop again on Feb 18th. You can find out more about that here.
Come join us… we would love to walk with you!
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 imposters 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 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 a distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And-which is more-you’ll be a Man, my son!