On success

I was going through my Facebook friends feed tonight, and saw the following, posted by a coach I know. I suspect she posted it to have it be inspirational in a business context, so that's how I first read it. Then I sat for a bit, and read it again. Then again. Then I sat some more.

The ultimate question on my mind was this: About what do I feel this way?

There was only one thing, and I'll tell you what it is after you read the following

Success

If you want a thing bad enough
To go out and fight for it,
Work day and night for it,
Give up your time and your peace and your sleep for it

If only desire of it
Makes you quite mad enough
Never to tire of it,
Makes you hold all other things tawdry and cheap for it

If life seems all empty and useless without it
And all that you scheme and you dream is about it,

If gladly you’ll sweat for it,
Fret for it,
Plan for it,
Lose all your terror of God or man for it,

If you’ll simply go after that thing that you want.
With all your capacity,
Strength and sagacity,
Faith, hope and confidence, stern pertinacity,

If neither cold poverty, famished and gaunt,
Nor sickness nor pain
Of body or brain
Can turn you away from the thing that you want,

If dogged and grim you besiege and beset it,
You’ll get it!

–by Berton Braley

Ok -- so there it is. And my one thing about which I feel that strongly? Love. Just love. And I feel powerfully blessed that I have people to love that deeply, and who feel that deeply about me.

What do you feel that strongly about?

Comments

[Jess]

I had the exact same reaction, Stacy! LOVE

[Pace]

I'm right there with you, Stacy. It's love for me too.

Although I must admit, the image of doggedly and grimly besieging and besetting love is an amusing one.

Kinda like this: http://pictureisunrelated.com/2009/07/23/cupid-will-use-any-means-necessary-to-spread-the-love/
*giggle*

[Leslie Nipkow]

I've got two things I'd fight to the death for: the people and animals I love, and the truth. Maybe it's because I'm a triple Sag, maybe because I was raised in a house run on lies, but I can't stand dishonesty, or aggressive ignorance, which is a convenient excuse for dishonesty. It boils my blood. That's why I write. And eat too much. But that's another blog entry.