“There is no easy walk to freedom anywhere, and many of us will have to pass through the valley of the shadow of death again and again before we reach the mountaintop of our desires.” Nelson Mandela
Inspiration: There Is No Easy Walk…
Anoushka Shankar & Norah Jones – Easy
Carry On by Robert William Service
It’s easy to fight when everything’s right,
And you’re mad with the thrill and the glory;
It’s easy to cheer when victory’s near,
And wallow in fields that are gory.
It’s a different song when everything’s wrong,
When you’re feeling infernally mortal;
When it’s ten against one, and hope there is none,
Buck up, little soldier, and chortle:Carry on! Carry on!
There isn’t much punch in your blow.
You’re glaring and staring and hitting out blind;
You’re muddy and bloody, but never you mind.
Carry on! Carry on!
You haven’t the ghost of a show.
It’s looking like death, but while you’ve a breath,
Carry on, my son! Carry on! Contd below
Sometimes, I wish for those languid days of uncomplicated living and being… It was a time, albeit brief, when I had nary a care in the world, love and life and all in it seemed like a breeze; easy and sweet. Had I known the gift of that period, I would have lingered over coffee and croissants in that bar scene… But now, we must carry on for there is no easy walk.
“Thinking is easy, acting is difficult, and to put one’s thoughts into action is the most difficult thing in the world.” Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Inspiration: There Is No Easy Walk…
And so in the strife of the battle of life
It’s easy to fight when you’re winning;
It’s easy to slave, and starve and be brave,
When the dawn of success is beginning.
But the man who can meet despair and defeat
With a cheer, there’s the man of God’s choosing;
The man who can fight to Heaven‘s own height
Is the man who can fight when he’s losing.Carry on! Carry on!
Things never were looming so black.
But show that you haven’t a cowardly streak,
And though you’re unlucky you never are weak.
Carry on! Carry on!
Brace up for another attack.
It’s looking like hell, but — you never can tell:
Carry on, old man! Carry on! Contd below
Sometimes, I wish I could go back to the first time I realized, finally, that I could ride a two wheeler bicycle and not fall off… Hurtling down the street after numerous tries, family dog in pursuit, I steadied myself and felt the wind in my hair and power in my calves. Had I known to parlay the gift of that experience into daring to try new rides, to climb new hills, to act boldly on new circumstances, I would have lingered awhile to internalize the power of that moment… But now, we must march on for there is no easy walk.
What special moments of experience and grace have given you courage to carry on your life? More below!
