Take Ownership

Take Ownership of something in your life! If you absolutely have to, start with something small, but eventually learn to take the whole enchilada!  Take ownership over your life! Be bold! There is nothing like daring to dream and to being the magnificent owner of your own life!  Today’s blog is one example of how I took ownership of an idea!

I  love poetry!  If you ever want to send me a gift, send me a book of your favorite poems.  That’s what I usually ask for as a birthday gift from friends  🙂 (click here to buy me something for Christmas…jk…but not really if you want to…we can make shipping arrangements), and I do have my own favorites of course –  like Neruda,  Garcia-Lorca, Frost, Whitman, and e.e. cummings for his beautiful non-conformity.  I enjoy poetry and what it can bring to the pages of life.  Poems are words in motion about life, feelings, emotions, events…you name it.  I enjoy it so much that I started www.PLRPoems.com recently for the chance to write for anyone about any topic that they want.  The beauty behind this idea though is not so that just write a poem FOR somebody but I give them the right to take ownership of that poem, change it to suit their circumstance, feeling, or idea, and then they get to put their stamp on it as if they wrote it themselves.  Can you think of a poem you wish was yours? I know I’ve always liked tinkering with poems and songs so that I felt like it was mine and just for me.  This particular blog is not just a shameless plug for that website, it’s about learning to take ownership of something that will give you power!

‘Okaaaay Sean…but how do you mean?’

I don’t know if you are familiar with the poem “If” by Rudyard Kipling or not, but I took that boldly inspirational poem and transformed it into my own.  It’s like my answer to Kipling’s poem.  I wrote this out of both inspiration one day as well as desperation some time back!  So moved by the poem that I knew I needed to write it for myself to get me out of a dark hole I’d put myself in back then.  These days I get to read it with a confidence and a truth.  It empowers me and allows me to have ownership over these powerful phrases.

My gift to you! Use it for yourself!  Send your friends here to Sean Knows also.  Maybe they can find the pick-me-up they need and more importantly, anyone can invest in themselves with the links to the products that I give for you here from time to time. 

The first poem is the original.  The second one is mine! Read it aloud to yourself standing up!

If

by 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 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!

Rudyard Kipling

I

I have kept my head when all about me
were losing theirs and blaming it on me;
I’ve trusted myself when all men doubted me,
But made allowances for their doubting spree,
And can wait and not be tired by waiting,
And being lied about, I’ve not dealt in lies,
And being hated didn’t give way to hating
And yet didn’t look too good, nor talk too wise;

I can dream – and not make dreams my master.
I can think – and not make thoughts my aim.
I can meet both triumph and disaster,
And treat these two imposters just the same;
I can bear to hear the truth I’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
And watch the things I’ve given my life to…broken
And stoop and build’em up with wornout tools.

I can make one heap of all my winnings,
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at my beginnings,
And never breathe a word about my loss.
I can force my heart and nerve and sinew
To serve my turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing to hold onto
Except the Will in me which says to just ‘Hold on’!

I can talk with crowds and keep my morality,
And walk with kings but not lose the common touch.
Neither foes nor loving friends can hurt me,
And all men count with me…but none too much;
I can fill the unforgiving minute
with sixty seconds worth of distance run.
Mine is the Earth and everything in it,
And…which is more…I’ve become a Man – and won.

2010 © Sean Daniel Olivares

Enjoy Life and Live it with a smile!

Sean Olivares

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

w

Connecting to %s