Sunday, 5 August 2007

Pick yourself up

Strength and courage don't come easily. You have to fight for them. You have to take them from other people. And you have to block out all the unecessary energy use in order to survive. You have to keep on going, keep on fighting. As Confucius once said " Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in getting up every time we do."

Sometimes people, relationships drain us of energy and we don't see it until it is too late and we are left tired and used and drained. It is then important to take stock of yourself, centre yourself and find the strength from within. Others can help with this but in the end it must come from within.

This kind of attitude has been around for centuries. Don't think you're the only one who ever felt this way. Courage has been admired for years. But courage comes in many forms, bravery comes in many forms. For some it could be pulling someone from a fire, getting through a serious illness, and then for others it could be merely getting through the day, facing the world and surviving.

Let's not forget the song from the 1936 Fred and Ginger movie Swing time and the lyrics by Dorothy Fields:

"Nothing's impossible I have found,

For when my chin is on the ground,

I pick myself up,

Dust myself off,

Start All over again.

Don't lose your confidence if you slip,

Be grateful for a pleasant trip,

And pick yourself up,

Dust yourself off,

Start all over again.

Work like a soul inspired,

Till the battle of the day is won.

You may be sick and tired,

But you'll be a man, my son!

Will you remember the famous men,

Who had to fall to rise again?

So take a deep breath,

Pick yourself up,

Dust yourself off,

Start all over again."


Anonymous said...

This song holds nothing new - countless men and women have offered advice boiling down to the same.

You know the path to recovery but you don't know the direction because the loss of love has made you dizzy. Hence many have offered an arm to help you, mostly (as I understand it) in the hope to win your heart.

Like in the fairy tale Cinderella, what good are all the intentions if the shoe doesn't fit?

Throw away the old shoe, Angelita, and let's get the sneakers on.

Anonymous said...

Sorry, I forgot to identify myself:

Gentleman Bob