Start Where You Stand ~ Brenton Braley

Start where you stand and never mind the past,

    The past won’t help you in beginning new,

  If you have left it all behind at last

    Why, that’s enough, you’re done with it, you’re through;

  This is another chapter in the book,

    This is another race that you have planned,

  Don’t give the vanished days a backward look,

    Start where you stand.

  The world won’t care about your old defeats

    If you can start anew and win success,

  The future is your time, and time is fleet

    And there is much of work and strain and stress;

  Forget the buried woes and dead despairs,

    Here is a brand new trial right at hand,

The future is for him who does and dares,

    Start where you stand.

  Old failures will not halt, old triumphs aid,

    To-day’s the thing, to-morrow soon will be;

  Get in the fight and face it unafraid,

    And leave the past to ancient history;

  What has been, has been; yesterday is dead

    And by it you are neither blessed nor banned,

  Take courage, man, be brave and drive ahead,

    Start where you stand.

Berton Braley.


Today’s Reflection ~ Self Confidence

You have brains in your head.

You have feet in your shoes.

You can steer yourself in any direction you choose.

You’re on your own. And you know what you know.

You are the guy who’ll decide where to go. ~Dr. Seuss

Little Things ~ Brewer

Little Things.

Little drops of water,
Little grains of sand,
Make the mighty ocean
And the pleasant land.
Thus the little minutes,
Humble though they be,
Make the mighty ages
Of eternity.

Ebenezer Cobham Brewer.

Today’s Reflection ~ Effort

 “I can accept failure, everyone fails at something. But I can’t accept not trying.”
– Michael Jordan, Former American basketball player

Today’s Reflection ~ Purpose

“I have not been spared for nothing. I feel like I have more of a purpose now—I just have to find out what it is. I’ve got to figure out what my Holy Grail is for the rest of my life. I can’t waste this opportunity.” ~ Matt Millen after receiving a heart transplant

The Fighter ~ Poem by S.E. Kiser

The Fighter

by S. E. Kiser

I fight a battle every day
Against discouragement and fear;
Some foe stands always in my way,
The path ahead is never clear!
I must forever be on guard
Against the doubts that skulk along;
I get ahead by fighting hard,
But fighting keeps my spirit strong.

I hear the croakings of Despair,
The dark predictions of the weak;
I find myself pursued by Care,
No matter what the end I seek;
My victories are small and few,
It matters not how hard I strive;
Each day the fight begins anew,
But fighting keeps my hopes alive.

My dreams are spoiled by circumstance,
My plans are wrecked by Fate or Luck;
Some hour, perhaps, will bring my chance,
But that great hour has never struck;
My progress has been slow and hard,
I’ve had to climb and crawl and swim,
Fighting for every stubborn yard,
But I have kept in fighting trim.

I have to fight my doubts away,
And be on guard against my fears;
The feeble croaking of Dismay
Has been familiar through the years;
My dearest plans keep going wrong,
Events combine to thwart my will,
But fighting keeps my spirit strong,
And I am undefeated still[…]”

Excerpt From
It Can Be Done / Poems of Inspiration

If ~ Poem 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 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 wornout 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 breath 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!