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"If you can fill the..."
Hello
There are so many things you can do with it - it's just amazing!
Here are just a few...
You
can give it as a present.
You
can use it in the garden.
You
can definitely use it at work.
You
can even use it on holiday.
Perhaps, even at a stretch, you can lend it to somebody, preferably someone you
really care about.
It
certainly is versatile and yet, unfortunately, so many people aren't using it.
There once was...
A
famous man who seemed from his words to really understand how "it" could be
used.
I'm
certain you'll know his name; it's: Rudyard Kipling!
And so...
What
is this "it" I'm talking about? Quite simply it's - one minute!
In
his poem "If" Rudyard Kipling stated the power of one minute, here are his
words:
if
you can fill the unforgiving minute with 60 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!
Don't you just...
Love
his use of the words "the unforgiving minute" in the first line.
How
could anyone say it better? You and I know that every single minute
is
worth so much to us and yet if you're at all like me you've certainly wasted
more minutes than you ever care to think about.
Perhaps...
Now
is the time for both of us to think about just what we really can do with only
one minute.
We
can give it as a present.
We
can use it in the garden.
We
can definitely use it at work.
We
can even use it on holiday.
Perhaps, even at a stretch, we can lend it to somebody, preferably
someone we really care about.
I
wonder...
Just
how many different ideas you can come up with for the use of just "one minute"
of your life.
I'm
certain it would be worth "just one minute" to think about it. Will you?
You
will!
Fantastic.
Go on then...
Peter Thomson
Editor and
Minute by Minute
Publisher
tgiMondays
PS:
here's the whole poem for 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 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!
PPS: comments, thoughts, ideas, puzzles or
laughter to:
peter@tgimondays.com |
