Goethe, tells us:
Nothing is worth more than this day.
Nothing is worth more than this day.
Until One Is Committed
Until one is committed There is hesitancy,
the chance to draw back, Always ineffectiveness.
Concerning all acts of initiative (and creation),
There is one elementary truth,
The ignorance of which kills countless ideas
And splendid plans:
That the moment one definitely commits oneself,
Then Providence moves too.
ll sorts of things occur to help one
That would never otherwise have occurred.
A whole stream of events issues from the decision
Raising in one's favor all manner
of unforeseen incidents and meetings
And material assistance,
Which no man could have dreamt
Would have come his way.
I love this poem by Goethe. Until one is committed . . .
this is a huge issue for people yself included.
Love, Chatty
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