Do you know, it's just dawned on me that I've spent more time in my life dreaming than thinking. I think I missed my life: it passed me by while I wasn't paying attention. No one has plenty of time. It's important to do what you're doing like it's your last chance.
That is a great thought for the day, a great thought for every day and one that is very hard to remember when you're running about and have a million things to do! Plus, I don't meant to hijack this thread at all, but can I ask how you can post annonymously on here? I wanted to with regards to a delicate question, but was told it's not possible?
Here's one that I like - not quite as inspiring as yours Mike but I reckon it tends to lighten a heavy soul once you've read it. (Gooseman clears his throat and...
"Man, being reasonable, must get drunk; The best of life is but intoxication: Glory, the grape, love, gold, in these are sunk The hopes of all men and of every nation..."
Gooseman has done a terrible thing and failed to give due credit to the great thinker and philosopher that was Lord Byron for the intelligent words that I just quoted today.
Is it possible we can do this once a week as all my determination seems to have slipped under my bed at the moment and I can't quite reach it. It's always reassuring to hear someone's wise words when you are quite literally so frustrated you could cry non-stop, all day.
Ah Helen, do not give up hope! I too am reaching under my bed, but my hope and optimism are slippery little buggers who just manage to stay out of my grasp! You are not alone, my dear! x
To be honest I was feeling pretty much the same. I have been reading Richard Harris' biography and the quote above made me literally sit up in bed (having already given up trying to find my determination under it) and take stock. That's why I felt I had to share it with you guys.
I read a quote in a biography a few years before I turned pro. I've been in this business for ... a good number of years!
This is from Kipling's poem 'IF' and it has helped me to face both the Up's and the Downs.
IF YOU CAN MEET WITH TRIUMPH AND DISASTER;
AND TREAT THOSE TWO IMPOSTERS JUST THE SAME.'
When, in the past, the work was rolling in and wee bits of fame landed on my shoulders - that helped me keep from believing too much, how wonderful I was.
And now, when the work has all but stopped, it prevents me from shrinking too much!
Hope you're all prepared for a long thought for the day. I was sent this by a dear friend and wanted to share it, being a truly sentimental soul! Apologies to all who find it long winded!
The Invitation
It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.
It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon... I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shrivelled and closed from fear of further pain.
I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it.
I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, be realistic, remember the limitations of being human.
I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself. If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul.
I want to know if you can see Beauty even when it is not pretty, every day and if you can source your own life from its presence.
I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand at the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, "Yes."
It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the centre of the fire with me and not shrink back.
It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away.
I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.
It is not the critic who counts,
nor the man who points out how the strong man stumbled,
or where the doer of deeds could have done them better.
The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena,
whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood;
who strives valiantly;
who errs and comes short again and again;
who knows great enthusiasms, great devotions;
who spends himself in a worthy cause;
who, at the best, knows in the end the triumph of high achievement,
and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly,
so that his place shall never be with those timid souls
who know neither victory nor defeat.
- Theodore Roosevelt
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