It Couldn't Be Done - Edgar A Guest

Somebody said that it couldn't be done,

And I with a chuckle replied,

That "maybe it couldn't," and I would be one

Who wouldn't say so til I tried!

So I buckled right in with the trace of a grin,

On my face - if I worried I hid it.

I started to sing as I tackled the thing,

That couldn't be done, and I did it!

Somebody scoffed, "Oh you'll never do that!

Well, at least, no-one ever has done it!"

So I took off my coat, and I took off my hat,

And the first thing they knew I'd begun it!

With a lift of my chin and a bit of a grin,

Without any doubting or I'll quit it,

I started to sing, as I tackled the thing,

That couldn't be done, and I did it!

There are thousands to tell me it cannot be done.

There are thousands who prophesy failure.

There are thousands who point out to me, one by one, 

The dangers that wait to assail me.

And I'll just buckle in, with the trace of a grin.

I'll just take off my coat and go to it.

I'll just start to sing, as I tackle the thing,

That "cannot be done," and maybe, I'll do it!

I think and I am - John Lees

If I think I am beaten, I am.

If I think I dare not, I won't.

If I prefer to win, and I think I can't,

Then it's almost certain I won't!

If I think I'll lose, I'm lost.

For out in the world I find,

Success begins first with my will;

It's all in my state of mind.

If I think I'm outclassed, I am.

When I begin to think high, I rise.

I know to believe in my efforts before

I'll ever reach for a prize!

A battle may not always go,

To the faster or stronger one,

But sooner or later, I'll most likely win,

A time I believe I can

My Wage - J B Rittenhouse

I bargained with life for a penny,

And life would pay no more,

However I begged at evening,

When I counted my scanty store.

For life is a just employer,

He gives me what I ask,

But once I have set the wages,

Why, I must bear the task.

I worked for a menial's hire,

Only to learn, dismayed,

That any wages I asked of life,

Life would have willingly paid.

Posture Affects Performance

Video: - Amy Cuddy - Posture Determines Performance

Our non-verbals DO affect how we think and feel about ourselves and how we PERFORM.

The position we put our bodies in can affect our mind.

Our PRESENCE is a mixture of how

Passionate

Confident

Authentic

Comfortable

Captivating

Enthusiastic

we are............

 

Our body posture can change our minds;

our minds can then change our behaviour;

and our behaviour then changes our outcomes!

 

It is not "Fake it till you make it."

 

It is "PROJECT it until you BECOME it."





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If I Had My Life Over - I'd Pick More Daisies

There have been many versions of this poem. The earliest one apparently was attributed to Nadine Stair. It appears first. What follows is, according to Benjamin Rossen, a copy of the earliest verifiable publication of this material. It can be found in the Reader's Digest, October 1953 issue, where it was attributed to Don Herold (1889-1966), author and humorist.

Nadine Stair

If I had my life to live over, I'd dare to make more mistakes next time. I'd relax, I would limber up. I would be sillier than I have been this trip. I would take fewer things seriously. I would take more chances. I would climb more mountains and swim more rivers. I would eat more ice cream and less beans. I would perhaps have more actual troubles, but I'd have fewer imaginary ones.

You see, I'm one of those people who lived sensibly and sanely, hour after hour, day after day. Oh, I've had my moments, and if I had to do it over again, I'd have more of them. In fact, I'd try to have nothing else. Just moments, one after another, instead of living so many years ahead of each day. I've been one of those persons who never goes anywhere without a thermometer, a hot water bottle, a raincoat and a parachute. If I had to do it again, I would travel lighter than I have.

If I had my life to live over, I would start barefoot earlier in the spring and stay that way later in the fall. I would go to more dances. I would ride more merry-go-rounds. I would pick more daisies.

Don Herold

Of course, you can't unfry an egg, but there is no law against thinking about it.

If I had my life to live over, I would try to make more mistakes. I would relax. I would be sillier than I have been this trip. I know of very few things that I would take seriously. I would be less hygienic. I would go more places. I would climb more mountains and swim more rivers. I would eat more ice cream and less bran.

I would have more actual troubles and fewer imaginary troubles. You see, I have been one of those fellows who live prudently and sanely, hour after hour, day after day. Oh, I have had my moments. But if I had it to do over again, I would have more of them - a lot more. I never go anywhere without a thermometer, a gargle, a raincoat and a parachute. If I had it to do over, I would travel lighter.

It may be too late to unteach an old dog old tricks, but perhaps a word from the unwise may be of benefit to a coming generation. It may help them to fall into some of the pitfalls I have avoided.

If I had my life to live over, I would pay less attention to people who teach tension. In a world of specialization we naturally have a superabundance of individuals who cry at us to be serious about their individual specialty. They tell us we must learn Latin or History; otherwise we will be disgraced and ruined and flunked and failed. After a dozen or so of these protagonists have worked on a young mind, they are apt to leave it in hard knots for life. I wish they had sold me Latin and History as a lark.

I would seek out more teachers who inspire relaxation and fun. I had a few of them, fortunately, and I figure it was they who kept me from going entirely to the dogs. From them I learned how to gather what few scraggly daisies I have gathered along life's cindery pathway.

If I had my life to live over, I would start barefooted a little earlier in the spring and stay that way a little later in the fall. I would play hooky more. I would shoot more paper wads at my teachers. I would have more dogs. I would keep later hours. I'd have more sweethearts. I would fish more. I would go to more circuses. I would go to more dances. I would ride on more merry-go-rounds. I would be carefree as long as I could, or at least until I got some care - instead of having my cares in advance.

More errors are made solemnly than in fun. The rubs of family life come in moments of intense seriousness rather that in moments of light-heartedness. If nations - to magnify my point - declared international carnivals instead of international war, how much better that would be!

G.K. Chesterton once said, "A characteristic of the great saints is their power of levity. Angels can fly because they can take themselves lightly. One 'settles down' into a sort of selfish seriousness; but one has to rise to a light-hearted self-forgetfulness. A man falls into a 'brown study'; he reaches up at a blue sky."

In a world in which practically everybody else seems to be consecrated to the gravity of the situation, I would rise to glorify the levity of the situation. For I agree with Will Durant that "joy is wiser than wisdom."

I doubt, however, that I'll have much affect with my creed. The opposition is too strong. There are too many serious people trying to get everybody else to be too darned serious.

My rituals determine my success

Tony Robbins Video

Ordinarily I make progress once I validate what is possible.

I achieve recognition of what is possible and what I am capable of through a daily ritual.
 

The thing that I do daily will determine my success.

I am clear about WHY this ritual is important!

I condition my mind daily, to build momentum.
 

To get ABSOLUTELY CERTAIN.

Work on a daily basis to fill myself with ABSOLUTE CERTAINTY!!